AGAINST ME! “Those Anarcho Punks Are Mysterious...“ We're all presidents, we're all congressmen, We're all cops in waiting, We're the workers of the world, There is the elite and the dispossessed, And it's only about survival, Who has the skill to play the game for all it's worth, And reach an obscure kind of perfection, Let's try and keep as much emotion out of this as possible, Let's try not to remember any names, We'll do it for a country, for a people, for a moral vision, United, we'll make them rememb
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