Piffbreak Arcade - Another Scene (Where the Bastards Play) Lyrics

Welcome to the Scarborough junction
Where the crack heads can barely function
Halloween, the streets
Are littered with pumpkins
Who did it? They said the punks did
Shots fired down at Lawrence and Kennedy
Another dead, he made brand new enemies
Strapped his guitar up on his back
And he hit the road and he fled the scene

Let's go to the punk rock show
We don't care if it's freezing cold
We grew up in Toronto, man
Where it's 25 below

Mohawks up and leather jackets
Studded out ready for attacking
Gutter raised, respect they lackin'
For the scene they have a passion
Don't give a fuck, do it without asking
Shotgun a six pack of Pabst getting packed in
The crowd is about ready to start smashin'
Skankin' and moshin' till they in the casket
Fuck it

Now he's on the run, Joey's got a gun
Rollin' through the night in the city slums
Rancid patch up on his back
Tattooed sleeves and a bottle of rum
Yo ho ho! They screaming "punk's dead!"
It ain't about the fashion
It's what's in your head
It's a way of life, gotta live it everyday
In this other scene where the bastards play
Where the bastards play