Not too long ago
You were a precious blue eyed boy
Not a care in the world
Unless you broke your favorite toy
Then one day you heard it
Your first punk rock song
You threw out your story tapes
And started getting strong
You got orthopedic shoes
You’re moshing with a cane
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re prostate’s starting to leak
Without glasses you can’t read
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re getting old punk rocker
Further down the line
You were the coolest teen in town
Studded jeans and leather
Your hair up like a crown
Drinking and fighting
Were your best developed skills
You stood up to the nazi scum
And beat them to the hills
You got orthopedic shoes
You’re moshing with a cane
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re prostate’s starting to leak
Without glasses you can’t read
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re getting old punk rocker
Yesterday you picked up
Your little kids from school
The old beater car was smoking
It really didn’t look so cool
Your red hair‘s turning gray
The mosh pit fucked your back
But this won’t ever stop you
To give fascists a good whack
You got orthopedic shoes
You’re moshing with a cane
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re prostate’s starting to leak
Without glasses you can’t read
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re getting old punk rocker
You got orthopedic shoes
You’re moshing with a cane
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re getting old punk rocker
You’re prostate’s starting to leak
Without glasses you can’t read
You’re getting old punk rocker