Fear of Anarchy

Lyrics

The concrete, as dry as it seems It ain't no different to the freedom you dream Don't give me this like your nitty tat-tat The street light at night conformation is that What does it take to make it all wrong? Why don't you breath and let the bouncing bomb Get you? The fear of anarchy Get you It runs away from me Get you It runs away from me I am nothing no really, really I am the sunbed under the arse of the Philip Green Meat sweats and carpets that fly The Prince of Persia's got a nice life What does it take to make it all wrong? Why don't you breath and let the bouncing bomb Get you? The fear of anarchy Get you It runs away from me Get you It runs away from me The bouncing bomb The bouncing bomb The bouncing bomb The bouncing bomb The bouncing bomb of Sodom Sodom!!!! The fear of anarchy It runs away from me