Junkie Punks

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Think your rad cuz you shoot junk.
You think it’s cool, we think it’s fucked!
I give you my friendship and what do I get,
sold off for another fix.
If you’ve come to score get out here,
find somewhere else to squelch your fears.
We ain’t trying to be your mom,
but you need help before you’re too far gone.
Rip your friends off gotta scam,
chop off any helping hand.
Steal our trust when you’ve got withdrawals,
flush your junk if you’ve got real balls.
You still think Sid Vicious is cool,
can’t you see he’s a dead junkie fool.
Darby, Janus, the list goes on,
you’ve starting your grave with the hole in your arm.
JUNKIE PUNKS,
JUNKIE PUNKS,
JUNKIE PUNKS.
O.D.!!!!!!!!!
Hope you die.
Hope you die.
Hope you die!

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from Fuck Shit Up, released November 20, 2012
based on a Dead Kenndeys song 'Nazi Punks'

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Useless Pieces of Shit Tucson, Arizona

Useless Pieces of Shit is a band name that you may not be familiar with but in the 1980's they were a hardcore punk rock band with a live show second to no other band of its type at the time. They weren't a product of the major scenes in New York, Boston, D.C., San Francisco, or L.A. so there were no record deals or concert promoters. They were a product of the startup remote scene in Tucson, AZ. ... more

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