It all began one sunny afternoon, when the Principal announced there would be a contest coming up soon. It was a contest of music, of dance, and of show...an offer so tempting I couldn't let it go. So I came home from school with an eager mind and a will to get that entry form signed. I told my mom of this lip snyc competition, and how I'd made winning it my sole mission. She signed that paper, she signed right quick and I headed to my aunt's room to find a song to pick. She scaned her cds, she poured through her mp3s, finally she found a song which was guaranteed to please. So we set to planning how it would go, I'd be singing MXPX's "Punk Rawk Show." I listened to that song nearly every day, practicing every word I'd pretend to say. When that fateful day finally came, I would soon earn my name. We spent hours getting me ready, my aunt and I, slowing turning me into this cute punk guy. I showed up at school with my hair all spiked, my combat boots on, my sleeves all hiked. All the girls swooned at my new look, and when that music started I began to cook. I busted a move and I hit every line, I was looking smooth and doing fine. But a touch of stage fright caught up with me, so I took 5th place and won a movie rental for free. So know you know how I earned this name, now browse the pictures of Punk B's fame.
--lyrics by my aunt :-)
