Those Anarcho Punks are Mysterious Songtext
von Against Me!

We′re all presidents
We're all congressmen
We′re all cops in waiting
We are the workers of the world
There is the elite and the dispossessed
And it's only about survival
Who has the skill to play the game for all it's worth
And reach an obscure kind of perfection?
Let′s try and keep as much emotion out of this as possible
Let′s try not to remember any names
We'll do it for country, for people, for more vision
United we′ll make them remember our history
Or how we like to be told
How we like to be told
And we rock because it's us against them
We found our own reasons to sing And it′s so much less confusing when lines are drawn like that
When people are either consumers or revolutionaries
Enemies or friends hanging on the fringes
Other cogs in the system
It's just about knowing where everyone stands
All of a sudden people start talking about guns
Talking like they′re going to war
'Cause they found something to die for
Start taking back what they stole
Shoving it down every other option
It doesn't make a difference how we get it
But do you really fucking get it?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
No, no, no, no