What happened to teenage rebellion?
What happened to dyed hair?
What happened to Tripp pants?
What happened to punk music?
Am I the only one who cares?
Why are you all so scared?

What’s with all the fear?
Was it really the terror?
The elephant’s reign of terror?
I keep telling myself it’s not.
Why do you think the end is near?
The world isn’t that hot.
What’s with all the conspiracy?
It just isn’t clear to me
Why we don't just go crazy
I guess you’re afraid of getting caught.

It can’t be some shadow government
That’s too complex.
They could never cover it.
It must be simple.
Only two dots to connect.
No secret plan to dissect.
You’re afraid of your friends.
Afraid of losing them.
For disagreeing.
Your greatest fear
Is to disappear.
To stop being.
So you conform.
Obey social norms
In every form.
Your feelings are shared.
You don’t have to be scared.
Dissention
Through
Every
Convention.
If you lose friends
Your life doesn’t end.
We can get together
And make our own stuff
Stuff that’s better.
New music
Clothes,
Art,
Rip the old stuff apart.
The rebellion will start.
You should take part.