Back to Our Roots

I'm sick and tired of punk metal crap Can't you see that's not where I'm at I've just gone through a timewarp, I say I'm going back to my roots today I'm never losing, but you know I'm always boozing Thinking about the fun of the good old days Standing on the corner, where nothing would Bore us, listening to the pistols on a summer day Going back to our roots, and starting again We're not gonna be a part of no crossover trend We're going back to our roots, and starting again Now we're back to our roots again I'm not going to be no dogs trend I keep on being myself today And no ones going to lead me astray I'll keep singing, when the band Keeps on jamming to the roots of the good old days Rockin on the corner, when punk never Bored us, living a destructive life from day to day