Lyrics
Pack up your accents
Pack up your batteries
Now go marching
Back to the factory
A bunch of dresses
Down to the mattress
Car park asphalt tastes good, actually
Pack up your accents
Pack up your batteries
Now go marching
Back to the factory
A bunch of dresses
Down to the mattress
Car park asphalt tastes good, actually
Is anyone thinking anything at all?
Is anyone thinking anything?
I know I had
Something to say
It lost a meaning and it faded away
So punk is dead
And this is so new
Your revolution
Cooked up in a boardroom
I like the message
On your t-shirt
I don't know what it means
But the colors really work
Pack up your accents
Pack up your batteries
Now go marching
Back to the factory
A bunch of drugs sent
Down to the mattress
Car park asphalt tastes good, actually
Is anyone thinking anything at all?
Is anyone thinking anything?
I know I had
Something to say
It lost a meaning and it faded away
I know I had
Something to say
It lost a meaning and it faded away
