Anarchy Means Crossing When It Says 'Don't Walk'

Got my money in my pocket;

Got my car keys in my hand;

Got my copy of Das Kapital;

Gonna go down the library.

Got my amps up on full;

Got my guitar on my hips;

Got my kettle on the boil;

Gonna make a nice hot cuppa.

Got my band, we're really hot;

Got my girl and my car;

Got to get some wood varnish;

Gonna sand down my dining room furniture.

Got my needle and my syringe;

Got my freedom from the world;

Got to kill my mum and dad;

Then I want to get into real estate.

Music's my ticket to freedom;

Rock's my passport outa here;

But I prefer to wear shirt and collar

And get fat drinking beer.