(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)