Lyrics Punk's Dead - Slaves

Soft play what mate nah I don't like this spineless shit
Not one bit, I thought you were it
Turns out you're just another couple of overly emotional pricks, oi
Get these liberal, lefties typical
This shit isn't cool, I'm done with it all
Are there any real men left in Britain?
I'm starting to think that there isn't

I don't like change
Punks dead pushing up daisies
Come and get a load of these PC babies
Why can't you just stay the same?
Punks dead, pushing up daisies
Come and get a load of this shit

Soft play what mate should've done your research
I want my money back, boys, for the t-shirts
Should've run it by me first
Is your back sore? I bet your knees hurt
Is this another publicity stunt?
Thought you were rowdy, thought you were punks (punks)
What the fuck's with the new name anyway?
Soft play, more like soft cunts

I don't like change
Punks dead, pushing up daisies
Come and get a load of these PC babies
Why can't you just stay the same?
Punks dead, pushing up daisies
Come and get a load of this shit

I love you but I disagree, this is bullshit
And I just wanted you to know
Snowflake, snowflake, cherries on the woke cake
But I'll still see you at your show
I love you but I disagree, this is bullshit
And I just wanted you to know
Snowflake, snowflake, cherries on the woke cake
But I'll still see you at your show

Punk's dead, punk's dead
'Cause of you punk's dead
And to think I believed all that shit that you said (said)
Johnny Rotten is turning in his bed
I was gonna say grave, but the fucker ain't dead

I don't like change
Punk's dead, pushing up daisies
Come and get a load of these PC babies
Why can't you just stay the same
Punk's dead, pushing up daisies
Come and get a load of this shit