Deliver me from pub acceptance
Deliver me from teenage angst
Deliver me from the ???
Of what should be a ???

Slip away, lay down
Slip away
Slip away, lay down
Slip away, down

Deliver me from one, two, three, four
Deliver me from formula
Deliver me from raped existence
Dismissing all the sounds I love

Slip away, lay down
Slip away
Slip away, lay down
Slip away, down

Slipping slipper, down

Deliver me from seven inches
That pay the dues of prefab bitches
Deliver me from indie cred
Deliver me 'cause punk rock's dead

Slip away, lay down
Slip away
Slip away, lay down
Slip away, down