got old, got married, had cute kids to care for.1996
I’ll never forget those days we’d put Out Come The Wolves on and then half of us would put our hair up while the other half laced their boots up. Then we’d swap, before jumping the metro to town to get shitfaced off cheap cider listening to Punk Rock off a battered old stereo, play pool in a pub that had more rainwater than beer, and stagger to a squat to sleep, just to wake up and do it all again the next day.
Yup, and now you’re just a bunch of sellout pricks who haven’t put out a decent record in 10 years. WTF happened?