Those Anarcho Punks Are Mysterious

We're All Presidents, We're All Congressmen

We're All Cops in Waiting, We Are All Workers of the World

There Is the Elite and the Dispossessed

And It's Only About Survival

Who Has the Skill to Play the Game For All It's Worth

And Reach An Obscure Kind of Perfection

Let's Try and Keep As Much Emotion Out of This As Possible

Let's Try Not to Remember Any Names

We'll do It For For a Country, For a People, For a Moral Vision

United We'll Make Them Remember Our History

Or How We'd Like to Be Told

And We Rock Because It's Us Against Them

We've Found Our Own Reasons to Sing

And It's So Much Less Confusing When Lines Are Drawn Like That

When People Are Either Consumers Or Revolutionaries

Enemies Or Friends Hanging On to the Fringes of the Cogs in the System

It's Just About Knowing Where Everyone Stands

All of a Sudden People Start Talking About Guns

Talking Like They're Going to War

Because They've Found Something to Die For

Start Taking Back What They Stole

Sure Beats Every Other Option

But Does It Make a Difference How We Get It?

Well do You Really Fucking Get It?

No,no,no,no....