[Lyric] ALL THE PUNKS ARE DOMESTICATED 2020 VERSION (Ron Gallo)

(Spoken into, in the style of a PA announcer)

Well, we're gonna introduce this song
2020 version of old one
Thanks so much for coming
Here's the classic "All the punks are domesticated"
From 2017 album "HEAVY META"

All of the punks are domesticated
All of the freaks have gone to bed
All of the pioneers are saved for information tech
Or wrinkled and dead
(They’re dead)

Now every room is sterilized

All risk is paralyzed
Meanwhile
Thе pop tarts climb the pop charts
The blood clots block your heart parts
And no onе really has anything to say
All of the rockstars are behind the bar
Serving computers with acoustic guitars
It’s a travesty
Rock and roll matinee
Songs about sunny days
Or love in a pretty way

All of our expression is uniform
All of our food is mostly chloroform
It’s not even a secret
It’s easily accessible
Just like anything on the planet
And no one really minds
It’s just a sign of the times
To numb your dime a dozen mind
In a world that gave everyone a voice
We have no other choice
We’re all so important
Tell me about yourself
Tell me about yourself
Tell me about yourself

Ok, I will
I will be forgotten in two generations
What will have been my big mark?
A couple little tears dangling in the dark?
And impressive collection of digital remarks?
An apple falls at the park
Where your body lay
Deep within the clay
It’s just another day
Where all cops are hired to serve and protect scared white people in nice neighborhoods
Always read the small print
And all the people with power are psychopaths
They refuse to wear a mask
'Cause they know they’re already wearing like fifty of them
And the most violent people are the most terrified
Jesus was not white with blue eyes
America is built on genocide
The protestors did not start the fire
And I know I’m probably preaching to the choir
But the topic of life should never be political
It’s the one thing we all have in common
And on your deathbed you won’t be proud of what you earned or the hurt you caused
You’ll remember when your heart was soft
And things these days they feel fully backwards insane
But maybe it’s just growing pains
I wrote this song six years ago and it all came true
I guess whatever you think about eventually becomes you

All of the punks are domesticated
All of the freaks have gone to bed