Pack up your accents
Pack up your batteries
Now go marching
Back to the factory
A bunch of (dresses?)
Down to the mattress
Car park asphalt tastes good, actually
(x2)

Is anyone thinking anything at all?
(x3)
Is anyone thinking anything?

I know I had
Something to say
It lost a meaning and it faded away
(x2)

Woaaah!

So punk is dead
And this is so new
Your revolution
Cooked up in a boardroom
I like the message
On your t-shirt
I don’t know what it means
But the colours really work

Pack up your accents
Pack up your batteries
Now go marching
Back to the factory
A bunch of (drugs sent?)
Down to the mattress
Car park asphalt tastes good, actually

Is anyone thinking anything at all?
(x3)
Is anyone thinking anything?

I know I had
Something to say
It lost a meaning and it faded away
(x4)

I know I had
Something to say
It lost a meaning and it faded away
(x4)