Punky Brüster - Wallet Chain lyrics

Every fuckin' body's got a wallet chain
Trading Iron maiden for a wallet chain
Trading heavy metal for a toque and Loreal
I've got a bad damn feeling
Music's going to hell

Gotta go to Compton for a wallet chain
Suburban fucking gangsters and
Their wallet chains with music hard as disco
But without the brain
I saw Elvis in a mohawk
And it wasn't the same

Give it to me! Give it to me!
(Gonna look punk eventually)
Liberty! Liberty!
Ain't nobody gonna mess with me!
I used to practice guitar 8 hours a day
But knowing music theory just doesn't pay
So now I've gotta get a skateboard
Or I won't get laid
I'm so hard core but my curfew's 8!

Money for free! Money for free!
(I get it from my mommy so money's free)
Bangin' my knee! Bangin' my knee!
Sixty hefty links of chain
Are bangin' my knee

Gonna go get myself a wallet chain!
Trading Iron Maiden for a wallet chain!
You'll never look punk until you get a chain!
You're not a real "gangsta"
Without that chain!
Wallet chain! Wallet chain!
I got a wallet chain
Because money is everything!
Take it from me! Take it from me!
(No one's gonna take my damn wallet from me)
Wait and see! Wait and see!
Everyone will have a chain eventually!

"I don't know if you people out there ever
Heard of the granny awards you see, it's
A yearly event that brings all the good parts
Of world music and money making together
Into one little metal figurine!
And this year, after only being together
For a mere couple of weeks
Punky Bruster have gotten
Themselves a nomination
Now even though it's almost inevitable
That they could win or
At least get an honorable mention
At this prestigious event
It brings a nervousness that has disrupted
Most of the members' bowels"