My mind is anchored in time, Where we lived the stolen phrases that you scream When did talk get's so cheap And now I feel like Ernest I am the old man and the scene Every time I hear them talk my heart screams blaspheme I give up everything just to sing right here I give up everything just to sing right here Hate it or love it well I don't care Just to sing right here A waste of time is what I fear Just to sing right here Progress Anchors aweigh in the name of progress Anchors aweigh in the name of progress Strikes us dead our path is finished well whats now you lost your ways One thing to talk about another thing to live it with our hearts full of faith And now I feel like Ernest I am the old man and the scene Every time I hear them talk my heart screams blaspheme I give up everything just to sing right here I give up everything just to sing right here Hate it or love it well I don't care Just to sing right here A waste of time is what I fear Just to sing right here If punk is dead who's gonna dance on its funeral If punk is dead who's gonna dance on its funeral See you at the funeral