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Mummy was a hostess Daddy was a drunk `Cos they didn`t love me then I turned out a punk An ex house full of memories memories and junk Never had a childhood I turned out a punk Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk I didn`t like jazz I didn`t like funk I turned out a punk I turned out a punk Slowly started slipping down till my ship was sunk Going nowhere in my life I turned out a punk Didn`t care `bout anyone sat round smoking skunk Didn`t know what I had done I turned out a punk Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk I didn`t like jazz I didn`t like funk I turned out a punk I turned out a punk Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk I didn`t like jazz I didn`t like funk I turned out a punk I turned out a punk Woke up one afternoon with a mout full of gunk SongtexteBlob out with my video I turned out a punk Took my disabilities packed them in a trunk Rock `n roll`s alright by me I turned out a punk Better learn how to play guitar with a plink and a plunk I didn`t like jazz I didn`t like funk I turned out a punk I turned out a punk Aus Songtexte Mania