The Kinks - Prince of the Punks lyrics
[The Kinks - Prince of the Punks lyrics]
A well known groover, rock 'n' roll user
Wanted to be a star but he failed the blues
And he's back to loser
Playing folk in a country bar
Reggae music didn't seem to satisfy his needs
He couldn't handle modern jazz 'cause they
Play it in difficult keys
But now he's found a music
He can call his own
Some people call it junk, but he don't care
He's found a home
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He tried to be gay, but it didn't pay
So he bought a motorbike instead
He failed at funk, so he became a punk
'Cause he thought he'd make
A little more bread
He's been through all of the changes
From rock opera to Mantovani
Now he wears a swastika band
And leather boots up past his knees
He's much too old for twenty-eight
But he thinks he's seventeen
He thinks he's a stud
But, I think he looks more like a queen
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He talks like a Cockney but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks
Wanted to be a star but he failed the blues
And he's back to loser
Playing folk in a country bar
Reggae music didn't seem to satisfy his needs
He couldn't handle modern jazz 'cause they
Play it in difficult keys
But now he's found a music
He can call his own
Some people call it junk, but he don't care
He's found a home
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He tried to be gay, but it didn't pay
So he bought a motorbike instead
He failed at funk, so he became a punk
'Cause he thought he'd make
A little more bread
He's been through all of the changes
From rock opera to Mantovani
Now he wears a swastika band
And leather boots up past his knees
He's much too old for twenty-eight
But he thinks he's seventeen
He thinks he's a stud
But, I think he looks more like a queen
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He talks like a Cockney but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks
And he's finally made it
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all baloney
He's really middle class and
He's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front
He's the prince of the punks