Right! Now ha ha ha... I am an antichrist I am an anarchist Don't know what I want But I know how to get it I wanna destroy the passerby 'Cause I wanna
There's no point in asking You'll get no reply Oh just remember a don't decide I got no reason it's all too much You'll always find us Out to lunch Oh
Right now I am an Antichrist I am an anarchist I know what I want and I know how to get it I wanna destroy passerby 'Cause I wanna be anarchy In the
I I I I, I'm not your steppin' stone I I I I, I'm not your steppin' stone You're trying to make your mark in society You're using all the tricks that
You're only twentynine Gotta lot to learn But when your business dies You will not return We like noise, it's our choice It's what we wanna do We don
An imitation from New York You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk You're hippy tarts hero 'cos you put on a bad show You put on a bad show, oh don
Don't you give me no lip child Don't you talk back to me You're no lip child That ain't the way it's gonna be If you wanna love, true, true lovin' You
No fun, my babe, no fun No fun, my babe, no fun No fun to hang around Feeling that same old way No fun to hang around Freaked out for another day No
[Incomprehensible] I'm on a submarine mission for you baby Feel the way you were going Picked you up on my TV screen I feel your undercurrent flowing
Suburban kid, you got no name Too dumb, baby and you got no brain I bet you're all so happy in suburbian dreams But I'm only laughin' 'cause you ain't
Liar, lie, lie, liar, you liar, lie, lie, lie Tell me why, tell me why, why d'you have to lie? Should've realized, should've told the truth Should've
You think we look pretty good together You think my shoes are made of leather But I'm a substitute for another guy I look pretty tall but my heels are
Too many problems, why am I here? Don't need to be me, 'cos it's all too clear I have to see, there's something wrong with you What do you expect me to
Seen you in the mirror when the story began I fell in love with you, I love your mortal sin Your brains are locked away but I love your company I only
Turn the page and it?s the scoop of the century Don't wanna be L7, I had enough of this This is brainwash and this is a clue To the stars who fool you
Bakin' rocks in the hot sun I fought the law and the law won I fought the law and the law won I needed the money 'cause I had none I fought the law and
right! now ha,ha i am an antichrist i am an anarchist don't know what i want but i know how to get it i wanna destroy the passerby 'cause i wanna be
There's an unlimited supply That's why there is no reason why I tell you it was all a frame They only did it 'cos of fame Who? EMI, EMI, EMI Too many