Holy Punks

Woke up with a bend in the brain
Stretching out with a cup of coffee
My muscles ache from days ago
Yawn and stretch up towards the sky
Zoning out while making breakfast
Just spinning straight into adult oblivion

Their best years couldn’t put a dent in my worst ones
Even if they tried
Doing the best I can to make a living off the land
Can’t stop the future

So I mean I ditched the bandana
Got a haircut, wore a clean shirt
Signed up for night classes
Got adult braces
Tried to sort that shit out straight
Thirty-five and still alive
I'm spinning straight into adult oblivion

Their best years couldn’t put a dent in my worst ones
Even if they tried
Doing the best I can to make a living off the land
Can’t stop the future

We’re just holy punks in a burning church
We’re all just holy punks in a burning church
Burning church
Burning church
Burning church
Burning church

Their best years couldn’t put a dent in my worst ones
Even if they tried
Doing the best I can to make a living off the land
Can’t stop the future
Doing the best, doing the best I can
Doing the best
I’m doing the best I can
Doing the best
I’m doing the best I can