Lyrics Anarchist - The Book Club

Anarchist

No-one's really listening yeah no-one here is listening to you
And soon you learn that all it serves is to burn more bridges than you build
All your verbs are doing words yet all you seem to do is move in circles
Sacrificing quality for quantity of all the words you use
And although my God likes a trier, and commitment brings about change
I’ve come to the conclusion you’re an anarchist for anarchy’s sake
Rallying the comrades and endless talk of fighting the good fight
But you see which way the wind is blowing and then you fly your kite
A scoundrel that’s without a cause, a renegade with no remorse it’s true
Just spare a thought for those who suffer from your Machiavellian pursuits
And although my God likes a trier, and commitment brings about change
I’ve come to the conclusion you’re an anarchist for anarchy’s sake
And although my God likes a trier, and commitment brings about change
I’ve come to the conclusion you’re an anarchist for anarchy’s sake
I’m under no illusion that you’re different for different’s sake