Everything we know is wrong

but it’s too damn late to start again

Everything we know is wrong

but we’re too damn scared to tear it down again

Take away your cities please, politicians police your lawyers too,

Dieticians, statisticians your new religion don’t mean to much to me.

I will wear my body like a suit of armour if you push me into a corner

I will be the rock upon which the wave of your hate will stop and it will break

I will set you free like the sea spray caught in the breeze by the lagoon between the reeds

I will set you free like the sea spray caught in the breeze by the lagoon between the reeds

In my perfect anarchy

Just give me a field and a breeze

where I can raise my family

Away from rules, regulations, your reality… your false ideology

In my perfect anarchy

I will wear my body like a suit of armour if you push me into a corner

I will be the rock upon which the wave of your hate will stop and it will break

I will set you free like a butterfly caught in the breeze in your garden between the trees

I will set you free like a butterfly caught in the breeze in your garden between the trees

In my perfect anarchy

Your globalised, mass produced commodity chain

don’t mean a hell of a lot to me

And can’t you see that you’re afraid of me because I don’t fit into your machinery

In my perfect anarchy

I will wear my body like a suit of armour if you push me into a corner

I will be the rock upon which the wave of your hate will stop and it will break

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