Running down the highway running down the line 
I’m a running wide open and I am really feeling fine 
With an amplifier and a crummy old guitar 
I’m a rock ‘n’ roller and I’m going to be a star 

Chorus: 

I’m a punk I’m a punk 
I’m a punk I’m a punk I’m a punk rock skunk 
I’m a punk I’m a punk 
I’m a punk I’m a punk I’m a punk rock skunk 

I have a leather jacket, my jeans are full of holes 
If I lived in England I would be on the dole 
Today I told a barber I wanted a Mohawk 
He was so freaked out he couldn’t even talk 

So if you see me coming you don’t have to run 
I may be kind of crazy but I’m really rather fun 
And if I smell a little, well just get over it 
Lots of singers smell and they end up with a hit