Against Me - Baby, I’m an Anarchist [Punk]

Through the best of times, through the worst of times. Through Nixon and through Bush Do you remember ’36, we went our separate ways. You fought for Stalin and I fought for freedom. You believe in authority, I believe in myself. I’m a molotov cocktail, you’re the Dom Perignon. Baby, what’s that confused look in your eye? What i’m trying to say is that i’ll burn down buildings while you sit on a shelf inside of them. You call the cops on the looters and pie-throwers. They call it class war, I call