Luyện nghe bài hát Baby, I'm An Anarchist!

Through the of times,
the worst of times,
Through Nixon and Bush,
Do you '36?
We our seperate ways.
You for Stalin.
I for freedom.
You in authority.
I in myself.
I'm a cocktail.
Dom Perignon.
Baby, what's confused look in your eyes?
What I'm trying to say is
I down buildings
While you sit on a shelf of them.
You the cops
On the and piethrowers.
They call it war,
I it co-conspirators.

baby, I'm an anarchist,
You're a liberal.
We marched together for the day
And held hands in the of Seattle,
But it came time to throw bricks
Through Starbucks window,
You me all alone.

You in awe at the red,
White, and on the fourth of july.
those fireworks were exploding,
I was that fucker
And stringing my black high,
Eating the
the parties have tossed you
In the back seat of your new Ford.
You in the ballot,
in reform.
You have faith in the and jackass,
And to you, a four-letter word.
all hypocrites,
But a patriot.
You thought I was joking
I screamed "Kill Whitey!"
At the top of my
At the in their cars
And the men in suits.
No, I won't your hand
And the State.

baby, I'm an anarchist,
You're a liberal.
We marched together for the day
And held in the streets of Seattle,
But when it came to throw bricks
that Starbucks window,
You me all alone.