Thrash, I wave my hands
wild
just a blur of some
punk feeling
that got me reeling
dancing in my underwear
just a little shy
in the emptiness
of my darkened room
where no one can see me
but I feel surrounded
by eyes and voices
just closed my eyes
to listen to the music
and drown my sorrows
bottle in hand
hips girating
I'll keep feeling
just a little punk rock
for just a little more
until my lame lonely moshing
makes me hit the floor.