rolling like thunder
under the covers



iam an an anti christ
iam an anarchist

Dont know what I want but I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by cos i wanna be anarchy



The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Engines stop running and the wheat is growing thin

A nuclear error, but I have no fear
London is drowning-and I live by the river


Now listen here Harry
If we're going down the pub