Hey Punk Rockers!

Yah-hee, icky thump Who'd-a thunk? Sittin' drunk On a wagon to Mexico

Oh hell, what a chump And my head Got a bump When I hit it on the radio

Red-head señorita Lookin' dead Came and said Need a bed? En español

I said: Give me a drink of water I'm gonna sing around the collar And I don't need a microphone

Icky thump, with the lump In my throat Grab my coat And I was freaking I was ready to go

And I swear beside the hair She had one white eye One black stare Lookin' up, lyin' there

On a stand near her hand Was a candy cane Black rum, sugar cane Dry ice and somethin' strange!

La la, la, la, la la, la, la la, la, la laaa laaa laaa

White Americans What, nothin' better to do? Why don't you kick yourself out? You're an immigrant too

Who's usin' who? What should we do? Well you can't be a pimp And a prostitute too

Icky thump, handcuffed to a bunk Robbed blind Looked around And there was nobody else

Left alone I hit myself with a stone Went home And learned how to clean up after myself

They can make things worse for me Sometimes I'd rather die They can tell me lots of things But I can't see eye to eye I know they know the way I think I know they always will But someday I'm gonna change my mind Sometimes I'd rather kill

Blood stains, speed kills Fast cars, cheap thrills Rich girls, fine wine I've lost my sense, I've lost control, I've lost my mind

Things seem so much different now The scene has died away I haven't got a steady job And I've got no place to stay Well, it's a futuristic modern world But things aren't what they seem Someday you better wake up From this stupid fantasy

Blood stains, speed kills Fast cars, cheap thrills Rich girls, fine wine I've lost my sense, I've lost control, I've lost my mind