GBH: Punk rock ambulance

GO!!!Residing pack of goods, smoking nighty-ninewere having laughs,and the time of our lifeto mock the hell yea, life on the roadI'll fucking blow your hands off, before the first showPunk Rock Ambulance!! get me downPunk Rock Ambulance!! we start to frownPunk Rock Ambulance!! get him up quickPunk Rock Ambulance!! the colonies sick,give him a brake, the terry struck, where the spector spitsburning pots n'pans up on the grass,in New York City, where the stewarts can kiss my ass,and now were off to, mainward to southand now were soon to become, and let the four drivePunk Rock Ambulance!! get me downPunk Rock Ambulance!! we start to frownPunk Rock Ambulance!! get him up quickPunk Rock Ambulance!! the colonies sick,give him a brake, the bones have struck, where the spector spits[Guitar Solo]And when we joined them,and followed punks and skins,she died and really no1's wrong or even came,we got no gas, I couldn't get much higher.the dangers raise and someones taring down the fire!Punk Rock Ambulance!! get me downPunk Rock Ambulance!! we start to frownPunk Rock Ambulance!! get him up quickPunk Rock Ambulance!! the colonies sick,give him a brake, the terry struck, where the spector spitsWest coast, were following mrs. SunI'm not upset,its time we have some fucking funHollywood mister do a little break, you better lay off.I couldn't fucking wait.but here take this, everything was biga fucking drive, and a fucking kegyour world sucks, bloods suck tooand if it ain't fun, just give them one the bootbefore we knew it, it was over fastand New York City, was frozen by the blastthey say they'll take away the cap. of G.B.Hthe last time, their nothing left to say BUT!Punk Rock Ambulance!! get me downPunk Rock Ambulance!! we start to frownPunk Rock Ambulance!! get him up quickPunk Rock Ambulance!! the colonies sick,give him a brake, the terry struck, where the spector spits(No pepperoni for russ..)