Punk Rock 101

She works at Hot Topic, his heart microscopic She thinks that it's love, but to him it's sex He listens to emo, but Fat Mike's his hero His bank account zero, what comes next? Same song, different chorus It's stupid, contagious to be broke and famous Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101? My Dickies, your sweatbands My spiked hair, your new Vans Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101 She bought him a skateboard A rail-slide, his knee tore He traded it for drums at the local pawnshop She left him for staring at girls and not caring- When she cried 'cause she though Bon Jovi broke-up Same song, second chorus It's stupid, contagious to be broke and famous Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101? My Dickies, your sweatbands My spiked hair, your new Vans Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101 Delay... On the very last word... Seven years later he works as a waiter She married a trucker and he's never there The story never changes, just the names and faces Like Tommy and Gina, they're living on a prayer (did you just say that?) I said, It's stupid, contagious to be broke and famous Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101? My Dickies, your sweatbands My spiked hair, your new Vans Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101 It's stupid, contagious to be broke and famous Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101? My Dickies, your sweatbands My spiked hair, your new Vans Let's throw up our rock hands for Punk Rock 101 It's stupid, contagious to be broke and famous (same song, different chorus) Can someone please save us from Punk Rock 101? (same song, different chorus) My Dickies, your rock hands, my spiked hair, your new Vans (same song, different chorus) Let's shoplift some sweatbands for Punk Rock 101 (same song, different chorus)