Anarchist fascist why the fuck do you exist
Communist capitalist you're
Tie and suit and family life
Work each day from 9
Oh shit I'm drunk again
I have to find a taxi
You ask me where I was in 1977
You ask me
Somethings gonna happen I can feel it in the air
My
Call me a junk
Call me a drunk
I am a punk
All the forest they put down
So they can grow more
I won't be there for your abuse
Stupid smile on your
Money is made to spend
Howcome I don't own a single
"X" on your hand to show where you stand
You have