||| The Collection Anarchy | Berlin 2013 | design by Anna Deak |||
If you don’t like religion you can be the antichrist If your tired of politics you can be an anarchist Be exactly who you want to be, do what you want to do I am he and she is she but you’re they only you
Hey! loud fast music Hey! sweat and dirt Hey! sounds from man’s soul Hey! noise of battle Hey! Black clouds of smoke Hey! it’s time to lose control COME ON GET UP NOW Vengeance with our fists screaming in the air WE ARE ALL WE HAVE this noise is all we got so let me hear you sing WE ARE ALL WE HAVE TONITE!!!
Anarchy for sale! T-shirts only 10 dollars Badges only $3.50 I nicked the design, never asked the band I never listen to them either
Buy! Buy! Buy! from Circle A Like hula hoops, it’s a disposable craze Another fast-food fad to throw away.
I am an anti-Christ I am an anarchist, Don’t know what I want But I know how to get it. I wanna destroy the passer by ‘Cos I wanna be anarchy, Ho dogs body
External control are you gonna let them get you? Do you wanna be a prisoner in the boundaries they set you? You say you want to be yourself, by christ do you think they’ll let you? They’re out to get you get you get you get you get you get you get you...
night!
Crash Crash Out of control Lose yourself Go and even the score Crash Crash Out of control Try and start a riot while you’re beggin’ for more. Anarchy in Tokyo.
Pogo on a nazi, spit upon a jew, Vicious mindless violence that offers nothing new. Left wing violence, right wing violence, all seems much the same, Bully boys out fighting, it’s just the same old game. Boring fucking politics that’ll get us all shot, Left wing, right wing, you can stuff the lot. Keep your petty prejudice, I don’t see the point, ANARCHY AND FREEDOM IS WHAT I WANT.
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU THINK OF ME ONLY SEE WHAT YOU WANNA SEE I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU THINK OF ME GONNA BE WHAT I WANNA BE
When i get mad And i get pissed I grab my pen And i write out a list Of all the people That won’t be missed...
Yes that’s right, punk is dead, It’s just another cheap product for the consumers head. Bubblegum rock on plastic transistors, Schoolboy sedition backed by big time promoters.
CBS promote the Clash, But it ain’t for revolution, it’s just for cash. Punk became a fashion just like hippy used to be And it ain’t got a thing to do with you or me.