The Punks Are Writing Love Songs
by Tullycraft
From the album: Every Scene Needs a Center
Duration: 2:58
Lyrics for The Punks Are Writing Love Songs
Blast beats Arena seats And a ring tone by The Saints Don't know much about those weekend punks But I've heard they're prone to faint Street fights and open mics Where the bar cords meet the beats Anthems written for the discontent But the eye liner it's key The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed Hoods up Poetry from the cul-de-sacs Bats out Anarchy with a note attached Blast Beats Window seats in the photographs Tattoo the lyrics for the Teddy Boys, they're singing Bah, ba-da, ba-da The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed Has beens and safety pins Avoid The Voidoids and their curse You want your record on the radio You'd better sweeting up that verse Abbreviate the longest names You can bet that hearts will bleed Distorted clever and nostalgic once While singing poems at break neck speed The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed Hoods up Poetry from the cul-de-sacs Bats out Anarchy with a note attached Blast Beats Window seats in the photographs Tattoo the lyrics for the Teddy Boys, they're singing Bah, ba-da, ba-da The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs The punks are writing love songs They're mixing up the bed