(Show Me The Way To) Anarchy

(Show Me The Way To)

Anarchy

I've got a question for you, dear

May I just briefly have your ear?

Show me the way to anarchy

My armchair's got a hold of me

Outside, the leaves are turning brown

The world insists on spinning round

Can you arrange a new dawn?

So show me...

I've got some lovebombs in my sock

Your heart could make them all go off

You found the fuse and lit the tip

I'm not complaining about it

Outside, the cops are on the beat

Your pulse is right against their feet

You're right against them, my friend,

So show me...

Where are the rude boys to stop them all?

Where are the riot grrrls

in our hour of greatest need?

Where are the mohawks to stop the war?

Is it just gonna be you and me?

Okay

I love the way you skip their fist

It's confrontation with a twist

They don't know which--to laugh or cry

Gordon, watch out for custard pies

I want to be as punk as you

Which book will show me what to do?

Tell me the book I should read

I'm joking

Because the good boys don't need to be told

that real punk girls know how to be bold

You don't need mohawks, but punk attitude

which always starts here with me and you...

Truth, oh there's trouble at the top

Bush fires can be quite hard to stop

A change of regime would be good

If I could change it then I would

Oh, but that serpent's got some heads

All politicans make their beds

Is anarchy round the bend?

Here's hoping ...