In the back of the room a lone female stands Playing her role, boyfriend's jacket in hand And in the pit he throws a fist An outbreak of violence, a violent fit A reactionary glance and tolerance is sold And in the band room "where's my fucking money?!?!" "Such a shit P.A. we deserve better, don't we?!?!" At the door a punk with a sneer "I had 5 dollars but I spent it on beer" A homophobic statement is murmered and heard "Shall we do something?", "Oi!, don't be absurd" And in another part Two factions face off Who's more P.C., who's more punk Who's more violent, who's more drunk And up on the stage Hypocritical anthems are waged A new kid slagged on loses faith What's the point, nothing here but hate Isn't is funny how we've created this illusionary alternative. If you look close enough, you'll see we've just mimicked society, a perfect mirror image. It's even funnier how within out little society, we don't have people forcing us aport, but for some reason we all do it willingly!