Punk Band - Smoking Popes

I finally figured out

Exactly what I wanna be

And if it gets me nowhere

I’ll go there proud

That’s fine with me

Living in the van

Sleeping on the floor

Angry, young and poor

Playing in a punk band

Playing in a punk band, yeah

Booked ourselves a tour

We barely made enough for gas

Learned a couple of things

That they don’t talk about

In social studies class

Living in the van

Sleeping on the floor

Angry, young and poor

Playing in a punk band

Playing in a punk band, yeah

Come down and see us

At the basement show tonight

I see your face there in the crowd

Shouting out loud

I broke my arm on stage

My girlfriend told me I should stop

But she don’t understand

I only wanna be just like Iggy Pop

Lying in the van

Sleeping on the floor

Angry, young and poor

Playing in a punk band

Playing in a punk band

Playing in a punk band

Playing in a punk band

Playing in a punk band

(I'm playing in a)

Playing in a punk band

(Punk band, baby)

Playing in a punk band

(I'm playing in a)

Playing in a punk band

(Punk band, baby)

Playing in a punk band