Chuck Ts are made in China
Dee Dee is long gone
Hippie’s kids have trust funds
I’m drinking coffee at dawn
When I learn that there are
No more Ramones.
College friends with cancer
Trying to survive
They have a fighting chance now
But it ate Johnny alive
And then we learn that there are
No more Ramones.
“I don’t want to grow up!”
Joey, skinny as a mic stand
Shouting like he means it
But you can’t fight the hand
Of time when it teaches you that are
No more Ramones.
Tommy: the last one lays it down
The crash of noise is still
So I turn up my headphones
For that final punk rock thrill
Before I will accept that there are
No more Ramones
No more Ramones
No more Ramones
No more Ramones
Count us out, Marky…
FOUR THREE TWO ONE
Goddamnit
There
Are
No
More
Ramones.