Testo di Still Punx and Still Poor

And those kids who discovered from the streets Loud music, 3 chords, collors and rebellion! Their hearts going fast, sure on what they want At every single punk, sang on the chorus! We're still punx and still poor Still punx and still proud Till the heart stops, till the brain dies We're still fucking proud We are still fucking punx At each gig in any obscure place The kids realise that to give up is too late With their hurt fingers feeling the rust At every rawpunk sang on the chorus!