COZ BABY I AM AN ANARCHIST - Against Me

Through the best of times,Through the worst of times,Through Nixon and through Bush,Do you remember '36?We went our seperate ways.You fought for Stalin.I fought for freedom.You believe in authority.I believe in myself.I'm a molotov cocktail.You're Dom Perignon.Baby, what's that confused look in your eyes?What I'm trying to say is thatI burn down buildingsWhile you sit on a shelf inside of them.You call the copsOn the looters and piethrowers.They call it class war,I call it co-conspirators.'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist,You're a spineless liberal.We marched together for the eight-hour dayAnd held hands in the streets of Seattle,But when it came time to throw bricksThrough that Starbucks window,You left me all alone.You watched in awe at the red,White, and blue on the fourth of july.While those fireworks were exploding,I was burning that fuckerAnd stringing my black flag high,Eating the peanutsThat the parties have tossed youIn the back seat of your father's new Ford.You believe in the ballot,Believe in reform.You have faith in the elephant and jackass,And to you, solidarity's a four-letter word.We're all hypocrites,But you're a patriot.You thought I was only jokingWhen I screamed "Kill Whitey!"At the top of my lungsAt the cops in their carsAnd the men in their suits.No, I won't take your handAnd marry the State.'Cause baby, I'm an anarchist,You're a spineless liberal.We marched together for the eight-hour dayAnd held hands in the streets of Seattle,But when it came time to throw bricksThrough that Starbucks window,You left me all alone.