like the ace of spades, still the best
like the sky that fades, finishing the rest
like the con who slayed, should have been pressed
like the God who stayed, must be blessed
like the the lonely speaker, in need of ambition
like the begging needer, always wishin'
like the noble leader, I have a mission
Livin' Free, war of attrition
like the blind that see, tomorrow are shot
like the glad with glee, soon become taught
But for the Punks Like Me, often onslaught
Livin' free... uncaught
Punks Like Me...
Punks Like Me...