D.U.M.B. everyone's accusing me!

…films and books to listen/watch/read.

Hey punks, do you remember this Sex Pistols band? Hey kids, what’s up? What’s up? Do you remember punk? Don’t you want to jump up and down and feel the beat of the blasting drums, the dirty, snotty guitar, don’t you want to see a bleeding bass player? Oh and what about a singer that would spit right into your face if you don’t fucking dance, huh?

Doesn’t sound “nice” to you? Yeah your are right, because punk isn’t nice! So beware with your fancy studded leather jacket from Levi’s and your arrogant bitchy smile if we meet at a gig and I jump on you with my dirty jeans and the crazy expression in my eyes! Don’t start to cry, cause punk is no fun! Punk is wild!

Now I’m 22, I say oh my and a boo hoo