I remembered when they told you that you had to leave it out
That the King's Road fade on a Saturday; that's what it's all about
The 100 Club on Monday was the only place to be
Bultex on a Tuesday; what else did you need？
Everybody's rocking to the rhythm of the reggae sound
No one wants to get left out, everyone's around

Are you mod？ Are you a skin？
Are you punk？ Or are you just faking？
Are you mod？ Are you a skin？
Are you punk？ Or are you just faking？

Are you in it for a love, boy？ Are you in it for the change？
Are you in it for anything？ Well, I'm in it all the same
My band upon my back, son; we're back there again today
It's not the same as the last one, but anything makes a change
Now everybody's dancing to the motor city beat
You got to look real sharp,boy; you got to move your feet
Are you mod？ Are you a skin？
Are you punk？ Or are you just faking？
Are you mod？ Are you a skin？
Are you punk？ Or are you just faking？

Well, there they caught you skanking to the sick new bleeding fun
Everything's just dandy; just stay and fucking run

Are you mod？ Are you a skin？
Are you punk？ Or are you just faking？
Are you mod？ Are you a skin？
Are you punk？ Or are you just faking？

Is there a mod？ Are you a skin？
The punk rockers, we're hearing it again
Is there a mod？ Are you a skin？
The punk rockers, we're hearing it again