There’s

a

place

in

the

ci-

ty

you

don’t want

to

go

An

e-

vil

house

that

has

as-

cen-

ded

from

the

depths

be-

low

There

are

Crass

and

ot-

her

pun-

ker

pos-

ters

han-

ging

on

the

doors

And

two

dir-

ty

dogs

figh-

ting

and

shit-

ting

all

o-

ver

the

floors

Of

the

punk

house

Don’t

say

that

you

have

not

been

warned

It’s

a

punk

house

Don’t

go

in-

to

the

punk

house

of

hor-

ror

There’s

a

guy

na-

med

Rat

who

smells

like

piss

and

me-

thamp-

he-

ta-

mine

He

says

he

hates

re-

li-

gion

but

he’s

wanting

god

to

save

the

queen

There’s

a

gnar-

ly

fuc-

king

gri-

me

on

every-

thing

that

you

will

see

in-

side

And

a

mu-

tant

form

of stink

that

simp-

ly

can-

not

be

i-

den-

ti-

fied

In

the

punk

house

This

place

is

a

fuc-

king

dive

It’s

a

punk

house

Don’t

go

in-

to

the

punk

house

of

hor-

ror

It’s

a

punk

house

You’ll

be

lucky

to

get

out

a-

live

Of

the

punk

house

Don’t

go

in-

to

the

punk

house

of

hor-

ror

It’s

a

punk

house

of

hor-

ror

Punk

house

of

hor-

ror

It’s

a

punk

house

of…