(Intro-Stop/Go)

(Verse 1)
Image was everything to this guy named Sid
He worried about his rep, that little punk kid
Always asking if he's still cool
Making sure sure he's punk, that's his rule

(Chorus)
Sure he's got talent and a little luck
But it's his attitude that makes him suck
Sure he's got talent and a little luck
But that's meaningless if you act like a fuck

(Stop/Go)

(Verse 2)
He's in a punk band there's some horns
Now he's afraid his image is gonna be torn
He doesn't want to be stolen from the spotlight
Wants to be the best punk, won't give up his fight

(Chorus)
Sure he's got talent and a little luck
But it's his attitude that makes him suck
Sure he's got talent and a little luck
But that's meaningless if you act like a fuck

(Stop/Go)

(Ska Interlude)
Sid...Your gonna lose your friends if you keep this up
Sid...Making sure all your friends call you punk
Sid...Your a piece of every punk band thrown in a cup
Sid...All this image shit is a bunch of junk

(Stop/Go)