Paroles: Oxymoron. Fuck The Nineties.....Here's Our Noize. Self Rule.

Ruling class, we don't need you.
All governments out, don't need no leader.
We had a lot of systems, they all failed.
All warlords have been wrecked by their own wargames.

[Chorus:]
Get up, get up, need no rules.
To degrade me as a fool.
I know best what I decide to choose.
Sod it, sod it, what they say.
I can't believe it anyway.
You know best what's really good for you.

All parties promise a brighter future.
Don't let them plant you on illusions.
There's no future if they do remain strong.
Your rule, selfrule, that's the way, come on!

Anarchy - Selfrule, can't you see it's up to you!