All the young punks, laugh your life 'Cos there ain't much to cry for All you young cunts, live it now 'Cos there ain't much to die for All the young punks
Translation: The Clash. All The Young Punks.
Translation: The Clash. All The Young Punks (New Boots And Contracts).
Pose An' One Of Them Had A Les Paul Heart Attack Machine All The Young Punks Laugh Your Life Cos There Ain't Much To Cry For All The Young Cunts Live
nigga, the real dogs is back Daz and kurupt like fuck y'all niggas homie Punks, yeah, y'all lucky Simon ain't home punk Yeah for all y'all bitch ass
Bitches and cameras Experts' Impenetrability exerts Burst a verse And since nuttin' but trouble incense jerks (back in the day) Silently clashin' Clash is Throwin' towels in like passes All
, Louis bag and fuck em all Bitches money and fast car, nigga I want it all Yeah, word to my kids nigga, I want it all Nascar game, why the fuck will
all the time oh yeah, everything is fine this shit happens all the time i need something i can't find oh yeah, everything is fine this shit happens all
replenish apprentice retract all The wack 'fore you niggaz get blackballed, you're small And we make a spectacle of y'all withdrawal Punk contention
needed 'em, he found a way to got 'em Since everybody doubt 'em, he happily obliged, bide his time Find his little piece of peace at the bottom, like FUCK y'all
horrendous just replenish apprentice retract all the wack 'fore you niggaz get blackballed, you're small And we make a spectacle of y'all withdrawal Punk
