An old statist was walking home
And met some punks on the way
Kids tell me who's your mother?
He didn't expect this answer
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer
All of them wore Dr Martens
A red mohawk or a shaven head
The old statist tried to move past them
But he couldn't get through at all
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer
Just to f*ck with this pinhead
They painted his face black and red
Scared as shit he called the cops
Locked in jail they're no longer a threat
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer
Our mother is Anarchy
Our father's a pint of beer