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