One Show under Punk
The bass controls my pulse
The whole room shaking from the sound
Bodies slamming, sweat swapped
All walks of life become one
The whole place is in unison
Punk rock connects all
Singers bouncing off kids
Words being yelled out by the crowd
All for under $15
Even the poorest can endure
Elbows in rib cages and smiles on faces
All is immaculate in the fine and dandy punk rock show
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