Plasmatics
no class
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Shut up, you talk too loud,
You don't fit in with the crowd,
I can't believe you exist,
I've crossed you right off my list,
Too much, too soon,
You're way out of tune,
No Class, No Class
Way out, you're way out of line,
No buddy I can't spare a dime,
Fade out, baby that's right,
No bark and even less bite,
Your perfect smile,
Betrays your lack of style,
No Class, No Class
Ah No Class, No Class
Too late, you can't catch up now,
You face the wrong way anyhow,
I know you ain't got the brain,
To come in out of the rain,
Too bad, no magic,
I'm afraid you're merely tragic,
No Class, baby No Class
No Class, ah No Class
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- Beyond the Valley of 1984
- Coup de Grace
- New Hope for the Wretched
- Beyond the Valley of 1984 / Metal Priestess
- Stiff, Stiffer, Stiffest: A Stiff Records Compilation
- Maggots: The Record
- Punk Generation: God Save the Queen
- Punk Generation: My Way
- New Hope for the Wretched / Metal Priestess
- Punk: The Worst of Total Anarchy
- No Spitting: 60 Classic Punk Tracks
- The Definitive Story of CBGB: The Home of US Punk
- Good Times, Volume 3: 150 Minutes of Great Rock & Pop...
- Final Days: Anthems for the Apocalypse
- Put Your Love in Me: Love Songs for the Apocalypse
- The World of Punk
- The Big Stiff Box Set
- Metal Priestess
- Meet The Plasmatics