Carnival in Rio (Punk Was) - Die Toten Hosen

Punk was rotten, punk was vicious

Always being unambitious

Punk was a piss-up, punk was a punch-up

Picking your nose and chucking your lunch up

Punk was obnoxious, punk was obscene

Having a pop at our dear Queen

Punk was a twisted tasteless trip

Punk was a pin through her majesty’s lip

We never took shit from noone, we just didn’t give a fuck

If you didn’t like our music, that was just your bloody hard luck

Punk was a riot, every night a rumble

A nice bit o’blow and a nice bit o’grumble

Punk was a sleazy, punk was a slum

Polaroid pics in bed with your mum

Punk was unhealthy, quite unclean

It was a mockery, malignant mean

Punk was criminal, punk was a con

And so was our favourite fugitive Ron

Now open your eyes and listen my son

There’s no reason to be sad

Just hang around and stay with us

It’ll all be coming back