When I was young I wanted to be a punk rocker
But everybody said no
And I was sure that if I ever had a shocker
The same old folks would say go

It wasn't for lack of passion, a singular fashion
That led me to go
But then I'll always be your twisted little sister
And all the rest can go blow

I'm falling, I hit the [bad word] 
Keep calling, I feel my heart [bad word] 
I'm falling, I hit the [bad word] 
Cos this time, this time, I'm doing ok

I need some va va voom
To get me out of this room
It's gotten small for me

I'm burning bright as [bad word] 
So honey wish me well
Cos now [bad word] free

When I was young I wanted to be a punk rocker
But everybody said no
And I was sure that if I ever had a shocker
The same old folks would say go

It wasn't for lack of passion, a singular fashion
That led me to go
But then I'll always be your twisted little sister
And all the rest can go blow

I'm falling, I hit the [bad word] 
Keep calling, I feel my heart [bad word] 
I'm falling, I hit the [bad word] 
Cos this time, this time, I'm doing ok

I need some va va voom
To get me out of this room
It's gotten small for me

I'm burning bright as [bad word] 
So honey wish me well
Cos now [bad word] free