Always seventeen or punk is never dead!

(To be performed with crazy drive, choruses almost on the edge of a nervous breakdown) 

Fun was having us,
We were young and drunk
Reckless crazy guys
Always on the run.

Everything is clear,
Life seems so simple
When you’re not more
Than seventeen…

CHORUS:
Always reckless, always crazy,
Always feeling 17,
Being punk is so important,
When your life begins!

Vodka is not pleasure,
Vodka is hard work!
Sex is worth of efforts!
Down with drugs at all!!!
Rock’n’Roll is everything –
It can save your soul!

CHORUS:
Always reckless, always crazy,
Always feeling 17,
Always young and always drunk
When you’re over twenty one!

But
Growing up you realize –
Adult life is compromise!
Earning mun and having fun
Often are counterwise…

That’s why
You’re  a little smarter
Two times seventeen,
Having wife and children
And your old sins…

Working hard to justify all hopes,
Working hard to raise your children up,
You reject all punk ideas now,
Punk becomes dead for sometime…

CHORUS:
Always reckless, always crazy,
Always feeling 17,
Even if you’re full-fledged now
But your soul is green

Three times seventeen –
Still not old enough!
Teaching your grandchildren
To walk, to speak and to listen to the music
Of the dead, but deathless punks!

PATTER:
When you stand before The Last Judgement,
You are not afraid to fall to hell…
But to your great surprise
You’re send to Paradise!

CHORUS:
Always reckless, always crazy,
Always feeling 17,
You would better to forget
All your past punks’ sins!

P. S. Если уж инязовское образование позволяет мне писать стихи на английском,
то лучше начать делать это сейчас, чем никогда!
А признаться в том, что когда-то в душе ты тоже был панком, хотя внешне никак этого не проявлял, я думаю, могут многие...
Им и посвящается эта песня. Хотя, наверное, это уже пост-панк.
:-)