Pay your dues to punk
Your band fucking sucks
I had it up to here with generic shite
I want a D-beat, some whiskey and a fucking fight
This is how you do it right

I heard your riff, it's from the 90's
And that's why I jack off in your mother's nightie
Put a silly twist on your hipster black metal
For your bland played out shit I will never settle

Pay your dues to punk
Your band fucking sucks
Had it up to here with generic shite
I want a D-beat, some whiskey and a fucking fight
This is how you do it right

You sound like every other band in existance
Cold frost and grim but with no substance
You're a middle class teen and your hair is greasey
Stop using Garage Band to put out your feces

Your band fucking sucks!

Pay your dues to punk, kid
Your band fucking sucks, kid
Had it up to here with generic shite
I want a D-beat, some whiskey and a fucking fight