Songtexte: Chumbawamba. Give The Anarchy a Cigarette.

Albert
Bobby
For god´s sake, burn it down

Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help

Give the anarchist a cigarette
Cos that´s as close as he´s ever gonna get
Bobby just hasn´t earned it yet
That times are changing but he just forgets
He's going to choke on his harmonica albert

Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help


Give the anarchist a cigarette
A candy cig for the spoiled brat
We'll get albert to write you a cheque
A he'll be burning up the air in his personal jet
You know I hate every popstar that I ever met

Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help

Burn baby burn

Nothing ever burns down by itself
Every fire needs a little bit of help