What If Punk Never Happened

What If Punk Never Happened Lyrics

Song	What If Punk Never Happened
Artist	The King Blues
Album	Save The World, Get The Girl
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	Well on a cold
	Tuesday morning,
	I was walking into town,
	Had my headphones blaring, didn’t notice what was around,
	I crossed the road, a car swerved and nearly ran me down,
	Looked in the driver’s seat,
	I swear to
	God it was
	Doc Brown,
	He said “Are you
	Michael J
	Fox?” I said “
	No I’m Jonny
	Fox”, He said “
	Close enough, get inside,
	I’m taking you with me to see another time,
	A place you could only have dreamed in your mind,
	An alternative reality situated just outside of
	Clapham, So strap yourself in,
	Cos where we’re going you don’t need roads,
	To get to where punk never happened”
	We landed in a concrete desert, rubble as far as the eye could see,
	I says to
	Doc “Where we goin’?”
	Doc says he’s following me,
	We found the only building in the city that was left standing,
	It was my local venue,
	I know cos
	I recognised the landing,
	And there’s a gig on tonight!
	This town ain’t so bad,
	I got everything
	I need, right here in this pad,
	So I pulled out a bottle and took a heroic swig,
	Made myself comfortable and got ready for the gig,
	Well an hour after doors and there was still no-one there,
	The soundman was on acid, the fucking long hair,
	The bands never showed cos they didn’t see the point,
	When all the kids are at home still smoking a joint,
	They won’t go out and do nothing, not on your nelly,
	They’re just watching the telly and then feeding their belly,
	Their parents listen to
	The Beatles, while they listen to
	Nirvana, Cos
	Green Day and
	The Pistols, well they never heard either,
	They got long sleeve
	T-shirts and they never shower,
	They still believe in flower power,
	The hippy dream’s faded but they got nothing new,
	So they wear flares and slippers and burn incense sticks too,
	The kids would rather skate than go out and smash the state,
	While their parents sit still and meditate,
	Action’s at a low when people just don’t care,
	They zoned out to their surroundings, the anger’s not there,
	And I’m stuck in this hippy, grunge reality,
	Where the buildings are crumbling down from apathy,
	They grab you at school when you’ve just turned 13,
	And show you your brand new, life long routine,
	You can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
	So you can save up the money to buy a new jeep,
	So you can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
	Then sleep.
	Then work.
	Then work.
	Then sleep.
	I pulled a fanzine out my back pocket, held it in my hands,
	And watched the colours slowly fade away,
	The words bled right off of the pages til it had nothing left to say,
	I banged on the jukebox but it was useless,
	It had no good records on,
	Not even something weak like ‘
	The Best Punk
	Album In The
	World Ever
	Volume 1’,
	Outside the windows,
	I saw the excavators coming to tear the place down,
	No-one stopped them, for there is no community left in this town,
	There’s no-one around to fight
	Margaret Thatcher,
	The power of the flower just couldn’t match her,
	Too strong was the will of
	Parliament to cause damage,
	That with no punk rock everything went unchallenged,
	Land got knocked down to build more land,
	That got knocked down again for a couple more grand,
	With no punk the protests were full of throwbacks calling each other comrade,
	Of course the young folks’ attendance started to fade,
	So it was easy for the police to move in, they were trusted,
	And that’s when the whole damn town got busted,
	They moved
	CCTV cameras in everywhere,
	But the people were too apathetic to care,
	They made them carry
	ID cards to state where they’re from,
	As if by being born they had done something wrong,
	They shipped all the poor folk to live out in the edges,
	So the rich folk could move in and peer over their hedges, “
	But before you leave, you’d better build our homes,
	There, we’ve done you a favour, now you’re on your own,
	This ain’t your home no more, go find somewhere new,
	I know you ain’t got the money, cos it’s me who employs you,
	I know everything about you, what you eat, how you dress,
	Your hobbies, your turn-ons, your email address,
	While I had you working in the dark, you didn’t realise,
	That I completely stopped your ability to organise,
	I didn’t let you have a reason to communicate,
	I banned punk rock knowing you hippies would seal your own fate,
	I controlled everything you wrote, everything you created,
	I distracted you with advertisements so you forgot what you hated,
	I fed your dark side, kept you consuming and competing,
	And like a dog that doesn’t know when to stop eating,
	You took it all, oh and long was it my intention,
	You could have beat me if punk rock was your invention”,
	Instead the city will be sold to the highest bids,
	If only Sham 69 had of united the kids,
	If only the 4
	Skins had told us
	ACAB, If only
	The Ramones had let us know we were a happy family,
	If only The
	Buzzcocks had shown us how to do it ourself,
	If only Crass had shown us there are things more important than wealth,
	If only The
	Vandals had shown us it was
	OK to smile,
	If only The
	Dead Kennedys had helped us put our government on trial,
	If only Rancid had played live, and brought with them that vibe,
	If we had
	Sick Of It
	All and Madball we could put them all on the frontline,
	If we had
	GG Allin we’d have learned it’s
	OK to be hated,
	If we’d have had
	The Refused then we could have innovated,
	If we’d had
	Poison Idea then they couldn’t push us over,
	If we’d had
	Minor Threat then we could have done it sober,
	If we’d have had
	Against Me we could have done it all unplugged,
	If we’d had
	Operation
	Ivy we could have done it then fucked off,
	If we had
	The Blitz,
	The Clash,
	Disorder,
	Propagandhi,
	The Exploited,
	NOFX and anyone that’s handy,
	There’s a lesson to be learned, one that
	I will take home,
	When I return to my normal reality zone,
	Punk rock has the power to change the world,
	It lies in every single punk rock boy and girl,
	So don’t let anyone tell you you’re not worth the earth,
	These streets are your streets, this turf is your turf,
	Don’t let anyone tell you that you’ve got to give in,
	Cos you can make a difference, you can change everything,
	Just let your dreams be your pilot, your imagination your fuel,
	Tear up the book and write your own damn rules,
	Use all that heart, hope and soul that you’ve got,
	And the love and the rage that you feel in your gut,
	And realise that the other world that you’re always looking for,
	Lies right here in front of us, just outside this door,
	And it’s up to you to go out there and paint the canvas,
	After all, you were put on the earth to do this,
	So shine your light so bright that all can see,
	Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be,
	Throw your fist in the air in solidarity,

	Well on a cold
	Tuesday morning,
	I was walking into town,
	Had my headphones blaring, didn' t notice what was around,
	I crossed the road, a car swerved and nearly ran me down,
	Looked in the driver' s seat,
	I swear to
	God it was
	Doc Brown,
	He said " Are you
	Michael J
	Fox?" I said "
	No I' m Jonny
	Fox", He said "
	Close enough, get inside,
	I' m taking you with me to see another time,
	A place you could only have dreamed in your mind,
	An alternative reality situated just outside of
	Clapham, So strap yourself in,
	Cos where we' re going you don' t need roads,
	To get to where punk never happened"
	We landed in a concrete desert, rubble as far as the eye could see,
	I says to
	Doc " Where we goin'?"
	Doc says he' s following me,
	We found the only building in the city that was left standing,
	It was my local venue,
	I know cos
	I recognised the landing,
	And there' s a gig on tonight!
	This town ain' t so bad,
	I got everything
	I need, right here in this pad,
	So I pulled out a bottle and took a heroic swig,
	Made myself comfortable and got ready for the gig,
	Well an hour after doors and there was still noone there,
	The soundman was on acid, the fucking long hair,
	The bands never showed cos they didn' t see the point,
	When all the kids are at home still smoking a joint,
	They won' t go out and do nothing, not on your nelly,
	They' re just watching the telly and then feeding their belly,
	Their parents listen to
	The Beatles, while they listen to
	Nirvana, Cos
	Green Day and
	The Pistols, well they never heard either,
	They got long sleeve
	Tshirts and they never shower,
	They still believe in flower power,
	The hippy dream' s faded but they got nothing new,
	So they wear flares and slippers and burn incense sticks too,
	The kids would rather skate than go out and smash the state,
	While their parents sit still and meditate,
	Action' s at a low when people just don' t care,
	They zoned out to their surroundings, the anger' s not there,
	And I' m stuck in this hippy, grunge reality,
	Where the buildings are crumbling down from apathy,
	They grab you at school when you' ve just turned 13,
	And show you your brand new, life long routine,
	You can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
	So you can save up the money to buy a new jeep,
	So you can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
	Then sleep.
	Then work.
	Then work.
	Then sleep.
	I pulled a fanzine out my back pocket, held it in my hands,
	And watched the colours slowly fade away,
	The words bled right off of the pages til it had nothing left to say,
	I banged on the jukebox but it was useless,
	It had no good records on,
	Not even something weak like '
	The Best Punk
	Album In The
	World Ever
	Volume 1',
	Outside the windows,
	I saw the excavators coming to tear the place down,
	Noone stopped them, for there is no community left in this town,
	There' s noone around to fight
	Margaret Thatcher,
	The power of the flower just couldn' t match her,
	Too strong was the will of
	Parliament to cause damage,
	That with no punk rock everything went unchallenged,
	Land got knocked down to build more land,
	That got knocked down again for a couple more grand,
	With no punk the protests were full of throwbacks calling each other comrade,
	Of course the young folks' attendance started to fade,
	So it was easy for the police to move in, they were trusted,
	And that' s when the whole damn town got busted,
	They moved
	CCTV cameras in everywhere,
	But the people were too apathetic to care,
	They made them carry
	ID cards to state where they' re from,
	As if by being born they had done something wrong,
	They shipped all the poor folk to live out in the edges,
	So the rich folk could move in and peer over their hedges, "
	But before you leave, you' d better build our homes,
	There, we' ve done you a favour, now you' re on your own,
	This ain' t your home no more, go find somewhere new,
	I know you ain' t got the money, cos it' s me who employs you,
	I know everything about you, what you eat, how you dress,
	Your hobbies, your turnons, your email address,
	While I had you working in the dark, you didn' t realise,
	That I completely stopped your ability to organise,
	I didn' t let you have a reason to communicate,
	I banned punk rock knowing you hippies would seal your own fate,
	I controlled everything you wrote, everything you created,
	I distracted you with advertisements so you forgot what you hated,
	I fed your dark side, kept you consuming and competing,
	And like a dog that doesn' t know when to stop eating,
	You took it all, oh and long was it my intention,
	You could have beat me if punk rock was your invention",
	Instead the city will be sold to the highest bids,
	If only Sham 69 had of united the kids,
	If only the 4
	Skins had told us
	ACAB, If only
	The Ramones had let us know we were a happy family,
	If only The
	Buzzcocks had shown us how to do it ourself,
	If only Crass had shown us there are things more important than wealth,
	If only The
	Vandals had shown us it was
	OK to smile,
	If only The
	Dead Kennedys had helped us put our government on trial,
	If only Rancid had played live, and brought with them that vibe,
	If we had
	Sick Of It
	All and Madball we could put them all on the frontline,
	If we had
	GG Allin we' d have learned it' s
	OK to be hated,
	If we' d have had
	The Refused then we could have innovated,
	If we' d had
	Poison Idea then they couldn' t push us over,
	If we' d had
	Minor Threat then we could have done it sober,
	If we' d have had
	Against Me we could have done it all unplugged,
	If we' d had
	Operation
	Ivy we could have done it then fucked off,
	If we had
	The Blitz,
	The Clash,
	Disorder,
	Propagandhi,
	The Exploited,
	NOFX and anyone that' s handy,
	There' s a lesson to be learned, one that
	I will take home,
	When I return to my normal reality zone,
	Punk rock has the power to change the world,
	It lies in every single punk rock boy and girl,
	So don' t let anyone tell you you' re not worth the earth,
	These streets are your streets, this turf is your turf,
	Don' t let anyone tell you that you' ve got to give in,
	Cos you can make a difference, you can change everything,
	Just let your dreams be your pilot, your imagination your fuel,
	Tear up the book and write your own damn rules,
	Use all that heart, hope and soul that you' ve got,
	And the love and the rage that you feel in your gut,
	And realise that the other world that you' re always looking for,
	Lies right here in front of us, just outside this door,
	And it' s up to you to go out there and paint the canvas,
	After all, you were put on the earth to do this,
	So shine your light so bright that all can see,
	Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be,
	Throw your fist in the air in solidarity,

	Well on a cold
	Tuesday morning,
	I was walking into town,
	Had my headphones blaring, didn' t notice what was around,
	I crossed the road, a car swerved and nearly ran me down,
	Looked in the driver' s seat,
	I swear to
	God it was
	Doc Brown,
	He said " Are you
	Michael J
	Fox?" I said "
	No I' m Jonny
	Fox", He said "
	Close enough, get inside,
	I' m taking you with me to see another time,
	A place you could only have dreamed in your mind,
	An alternative reality situated just outside of
	Clapham, So strap yourself in,
	Cos where we' re going you don' t need roads,
	To get to where punk never happened"
	We landed in a concrete desert, rubble as far as the eye could see,
	I says to
	Doc " Where we goin'?"
	Doc says he' s following me,
	We found the only building in the city that was left standing,
	It was my local venue,
	I know cos
	I recognised the landing,
	And there' s a gig on tonight!
	This town ain' t so bad,
	I got everything
	I need, right here in this pad,
	So I pulled out a bottle and took a heroic swig,
	Made myself comfortable and got ready for the gig,
	Well an hour after doors and there was still noone there,
	The soundman was on acid, the fucking long hair,
	The bands never showed cos they didn' t see the point,
	When all the kids are at home still smoking a joint,
	They won' t go out and do nothing, not on your nelly,
	They' re just watching the telly and then feeding their belly,
	Their parents listen to
	The Beatles, while they listen to
	Nirvana, Cos
	Green Day and
	The Pistols, well they never heard either,
	They got long sleeve
	Tshirts and they never shower,
	They still believe in flower power,
	The hippy dream' s faded but they got nothing new,
	So they wear flares and slippers and burn incense sticks too,
	The kids would rather skate than go out and smash the state,
	While their parents sit still and meditate,
	Action' s at a low when people just don' t care,
	They zoned out to their surroundings, the anger' s not there,
	And I' m stuck in this hippy, grunge reality,
	Where the buildings are crumbling down from apathy,
	They grab you at school when you' ve just turned 13,
	And show you your brand new, life long routine,
	You can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
	So you can save up the money to buy a new jeep,
	So you can sleep and work, and work and sleep,
	Then sleep.
	Then work.
	Then work.
	Then sleep.
	I pulled a fanzine out my back pocket, held it in my hands,
	And watched the colours slowly fade away,
	The words bled right off of the pages til it had nothing left to say,
	I banged on the jukebox but it was useless,
	It had no good records on,
	Not even something weak like '
	The Best Punk
	Album In The
	World Ever
	Volume 1',
	Outside the windows,
	I saw the excavators coming to tear the place down,
	Noone stopped them, for there is no community left in this town,
	There' s noone around to fight
	Margaret Thatcher,
	The power of the flower just couldn' t match her,
	Too strong was the will of
	Parliament to cause damage,
	That with no punk rock everything went unchallenged,
	Land got knocked down to build more land,
	That got knocked down again for a couple more grand,
	With no punk the protests were full of throwbacks calling each other comrade,
	Of course the young folks' attendance started to fade,
	So it was easy for the police to move in, they were trusted,
	And that' s when the whole damn town got busted,
	They moved
	CCTV cameras in everywhere,
	But the people were too apathetic to care,
	They made them carry
	ID cards to state where they' re from,
	As if by being born they had done something wrong,
	They shipped all the poor folk to live out in the edges,
	So the rich folk could move in and peer over their hedges, "
	But before you leave, you' d better build our homes,
	There, we' ve done you a favour, now you' re on your own,
	This ain' t your home no more, go find somewhere new,
	I know you ain' t got the money, cos it' s me who employs you,
	I know everything about you, what you eat, how you dress,
	Your hobbies, your turnons, your email address,
	While I had you working in the dark, you didn' t realise,
	That I completely stopped your ability to organise,
	I didn' t let you have a reason to communicate,
	I banned punk rock knowing you hippies would seal your own fate,
	I controlled everything you wrote, everything you created,
	I distracted you with advertisements so you forgot what you hated,
	I fed your dark side, kept you consuming and competing,
	And like a dog that doesn' t know when to stop eating,
	You took it all, oh and long was it my intention,
	You could have beat me if punk rock was your invention",
	Instead the city will be sold to the highest bids,
	If only Sham 69 had of united the kids,
	If only the 4
	Skins had told us
	ACAB, If only
	The Ramones had let us know we were a happy family,
	If only The
	Buzzcocks had shown us how to do it ourself,
	If only Crass had shown us there are things more important than wealth,
	If only The
	Vandals had shown us it was
	OK to smile,
	If only The
	Dead Kennedys had helped us put our government on trial,
	If only Rancid had played live, and brought with them that vibe,
	If we had
	Sick Of It
	All and Madball we could put them all on the frontline,
	If we had
	GG Allin we' d have learned it' s
	OK to be hated,
	If we' d have had
	The Refused then we could have innovated,
	If we' d had
	Poison Idea then they couldn' t push us over,
	If we' d had
	Minor Threat then we could have done it sober,
	If we' d have had
	Against Me we could have done it all unplugged,
	If we' d had
	Operation
	Ivy we could have done it then fucked off,
	If we had
	The Blitz,
	The Clash,
	Disorder,
	Propagandhi,
	The Exploited,
	NOFX and anyone that' s handy,
	There' s a lesson to be learned, one that
	I will take home,
	When I return to my normal reality zone,
	Punk rock has the power to change the world,
	It lies in every single punk rock boy and girl,
	So don' t let anyone tell you you' re not worth the earth,
	These streets are your streets, this turf is your turf,
	Don' t let anyone tell you that you' ve got to give in,
	Cos you can make a difference, you can change everything,
	Just let your dreams be your pilot, your imagination your fuel,
	Tear up the book and write your own damn rules,
	Use all that heart, hope and soul that you' ve got,
	And the love and the rage that you feel in your gut,
	And realise that the other world that you' re always looking for,
	Lies right here in front of us, just outside this door,
	And it' s up to you to go out there and paint the canvas,
	After all, you were put on the earth to do this,
	So shine your light so bright that all can see,
	Take pride in being whoever the fuck you want to be,
	Throw your fist in the air in solidarity,

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