The Kinks - Prince Of Punks текст песни

A well known groover, rock 'n' roll user,
Wanted to be a star
But he failed the blues, and he's back to loser,
Playing folk in a country bar

Reggae music didn't seem to satisfy his needs
He couldn't handle modern jazz,
'Cause they play it in difficult keys
But now he's found a music he can call his own,
Some people call it junk, but he don't care,
He's found a home

He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it,
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all bologna,
He's really middle class and he's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front,
He's the prince of the punks

He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it,
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated

He tried to be gay, but it didn't pay,
So he bought a motorbike instead
He failed at funk, so he became a punk,
'Cause he thought he'd make a little more bread

He's been through all of the changes,
From rock opera to Mantovani
Now he wears a swastika band
And leather boots up past his knees

He's much too old for twenty-eight,
But he thinks he's seventeen,
He thinks he's a stud,
But I think he looks more like a queen

He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it,
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He talks like a Cockney but it's all bologna,
He's really middle class and he's just a phony
He acts tough but it's just a front

He's the prince of the punks and he's finally made it,
Thinks he looks cool but his act is dated
He acts working class but it's all bologna, -acapo