Upon arriving to the melting pot   I get penciled in as a goddamn white   Now that I am categorized   Officer gets me naturalized      Now that I'm living up in God knows where   Sometime it gets hard without a friend   But as I am lurking around   Hoptza, I see another immigrant punk      There is a little punk rock mafia   Everywhere you go   She is good to me and I am good to her   Legalize me, realize me      Despite the living up in U.S.A.   I'm still holding up in all my ways   I gotta friends, we gotta band   We still make sound you can't stand      Without banging on some big old pot   Without getting out of bed   But I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around   Hoptza, I see another immigrant punk      There is a little punk rock mafia   Everywhere you go   She is good to me and I am good to her   Legalize me, realize me, party      Of course we immigrants wanna sing all night long   Don't you know the singing salves the troubled soul?   So I'm relaxed, I'm just lurking around      I got a method and you don't   You got a dictionary kicking around?   Look up the immigrant, immigrant, immigrant punk