Contaminate the World - The Restarts

Infected in my early years from home tapes I recorded

and there’s no cure young and angry

teenage brat, confused and non-conformist

The music grabbed me by the throat and gave me what I wanted

a pathway from this dead end town and I’m still fuckin' on it

no antidote

The sickness pulsing through my veins

Contaminate the world

Infected with the punk rock strain

Contaminate the world

The viral outbreak spreads world-wide

Contaminate the world

Infected, Angry and amplified

Contaminate

Packed a bag, laced up my boots and headed for the border

Met a load of punks and freaks against the new world order

Squatted with the deviants, the rejects and the artists

Freedom of expression for the outcasts and discarded

No antidote

The music that we make reflects youth culture and our anger

Contaminate, communicate, we all fly the same banner

High viral load in Bandung, Burma, Nepal and Morocco

Share the sickness, spread the virus, become an agitator

No antidote