This is an age of excess we’re living in.
Bourgeois dirt caked over our skin.
The proletariat sells a soap but it’s too expensive.
All your Marxist friends won’t let us borrow shit.
So we head on over to the Anarchists.
Totalitarian freedom has got us feeling a bit delirious.
Post-modernity is such a bore
And history ended with the cold war
We’ve got neo-liberal dreams on our minds
So hang your curtains, put up your walls and have a good time
My friend Leon he’s an activist
But his buddy Joseph has got him all pissed.
We’ve gotta take it back with the pen and not our fists
Or so he says…