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Sex Pistols - Arnachy in the U.K.
Right now
I'm an antichrist
I am an anrchist
Don't know what I want but I know how to get it
I wanna destroy passers-by
Because I wanna be Anarchy
No dog's body
Anarchy for the U.K.
It's coming sometime, maybe
Give the wrong time
Stop a traffic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme
'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
In the city
Not many ways to get what you want
I use the best, I use all the rest
I use the N.M.E., I use Anarchy
'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
It's the only way to be
Is it the M.P.L.A.?
Is it the U.D.A.?
Is it the I.R.A.?
I thought it was the U.K.
Or just another country
Another council tenancy
And I wanna be Anarchy
And I wanna be Anarchy
Know what I mean?
And I wanna be anarchist
Get pissed
Destroy
Bad Religion - Los Angeles is burning
<PRE id=lyrics>Somewhere high in the desert near a curtain of a blue
St. Anne's skirts are billowing
But down here in the city of limelights
The fans of Santa Anna are withering
And you can’t deny that living is easy
If you never look behind the scenery
it's showtime for dry climes
And bedlam is dreaming of rain
When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning
This is not a test
Of the emergency broadcast system
When Malibu fires and radio towers
Conspire to dance again
And I cannot believe the media Mecca
They're only trying to peddle reality
Catch it on prime time, story at nine
The whole world is going insane
When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning
A placard reads
"The end of days"
Jacaranda boughs are bending in the haze
More a question than a curse
How could hell be any worse?
The flames are stunning
The camera's running
So take warning
When the hills of Los Angeles are burning
Palm trees are candles in the murder wind
So many lives on the breeze
Even the stars are ill at ease
And Los Angeles is burning