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05/03/03, 08:44 AM
Heres the lyrics to NOFX- Anarchy Camp
Anarchy Camp
I got an invitation to go to anarchy camp.
There will be twisted fisted biters all in an evening.
The soundtrack will go multi-platnum.
Barbaque and pogo while the effegys burned.
You may not want to stay and see how we take care of a turncoat
Christiana's kinda far away.
So come, along with me.
We can dance and trip and be anarchists
We gotta get the manual and put it in the oven till it cooks
We're gunna take the ashes to the walk-a-way bay
Rules of anarchy camp,reckless abandonment
Random acts of dumbness, will be rewarded
If you see somebody taking charge,
You'd be expected to beat them.
Everyone who's no one will be participating
No one who is someone, will ever get to know
the joys of anarchism, destruction of a system yeah.
So come, along with us
Solid days and nights on the anarchaic bus
Gunna break apendages and krustys and a half a dozen nuts
And we're never coming home.
Underwater basket weaving,
Meth-amphetimine suimposium
African killer spelling bees,
Bowling in Ice hockey rinks
Anarchy camp's never alert
You think it all dont matter
Not much fun till someone gets hurt
So we're greasin up the rusty vert ramp
Time to make some reservations,
for next year's anarchy camp.
Anarchy Camp
I got an invitation to go to anarchy camp.
There will be twisted fisted biters all in an evening.
The soundtrack will go multi-platnum.
Barbaque and pogo while the effegys burned.
You may not want to stay and see how we take care of a turncoat
Christiana's kinda far away.
So come, along with me.
We can dance and trip and be anarchists
We gotta get the manual and put it in the oven till it cooks
We're gunna take the ashes to the walk-a-way bay
Rules of anarchy camp,reckless abandonment
Random acts of dumbness, will be rewarded
If you see somebody taking charge,
You'd be expected to beat them.
Everyone who's no one will be participating
No one who is someone, will ever get to know
the joys of anarchism, destruction of a system yeah.
So come, along with us
Solid days and nights on the anarchaic bus
Gunna break apendages and krustys and a half a dozen nuts
And we're never coming home.
Underwater basket weaving,
Meth-amphetimine suimposium
African killer spelling bees,
Bowling in Ice hockey rinks
Anarchy camp's never alert
You think it all dont matter
Not much fun till someone gets hurt
So we're greasin up the rusty vert ramp
Time to make some reservations,
for next year's anarchy camp.