Oxymoron

Down in the town in the stinky clubs.
I'm pissed near a collapse, but I won't stop.
My hair is died, I'm a complete flop.
But I can't take it, man!
I was raised as a son who should get on.
But what has become of me, their son?
I'm Oi-possessed and like my way.
What has become of me?
[Chorus:]
I wanna be a dirty punk!
Studs & chains and leather braces.
You wanna be a dirty punk!
Do live fast and sod their phrases.
- Dirty Punk!
Now heading for the welfare.