I was a teenage anarchist, looking for a revolution I had the style, I had the ambition I read all the authors, I knew the right slogans There was no war, but the class war. I was ready to set the world on fire I was a teenage anarchist, looking for a revolution Do you remember when you were young and you wanted to set the world on fire? I was a teenage anarchist, but the politics were too convenient In the depths of their humanity all I saw was bloodless ideology And with freedom as the doctrine, guess who was the new authority? I was a teenage anarchist, but the politics were too convenient Do you remember when you were young and you wanted to set the world on fire? I was a teenage anarchist, but then the scene got too rigid It was a mob mentality, they set their rifle sights on me Narrow visions of autonomy, you want me to surrender my identity I was a teenage anarchist, the revolution was a lie Do you remember when you were young and you wanted to set the world on fire? I was a teenage anarchist