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Anarchy In The U.K. - Sex Pistols

Anarchy In The U.K.

Sex Pistols


Lyics:
Right! Now
ha ha ha ha ha...

I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
I wanna destroy passerby

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
No dogs body

Anarchy for the UK
It's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop at traffic line
Your future dream is a Sharpie's scheme

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
In the city
How many ways to get what you want
I use the best
I use the rest
I use the N.M.E.
I use Anarchy

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy

It's the only way to be
Is this the M.P.L.A or
Is this the U.D.A or
Is this the I.R.A
I thought it was the UK
Or just another country
Another council tenancy

I wanna be Anarchy
And I wanna be Anarchy
(Oh what a name)
And I wanna be anarchist
I get pissed, destroy!

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Letra:
¡Justo! Ahora...
Ja ja ja ja ja...
Yo soy un anticristo
Yo soy un anarquista
No sé lo que quiero
Pero sé cómo conseguirlo
Quiero destruir a los peatones

Porque yo quiero ser Anarquía
y no perros (1)

Anarquía en el Reino Unido
Estará llegando algún día y quizá
Me detuve en un mal momento en medio del tráfico
Tu sueño del futuro es un dibujo hecho con Sharpies (rotuladores)

Porque yo quiero ser Anarquía
En la ciudad

De tantas formas que hay para conseguir lo que quieres
Yo uso la mejor
Yo uso el resto
Yo uso el N.M.E. (2)
Yo uso la anarquía

Porque yo quiero ser anarquía

Es la única manera de ser
¿Es este el M.P.L.A o (3)
Es este la U.D.A. o (4)
Es este el I.R.A? (5)
Pensé que era el Reino Unido
O simplemente otro país
Otro consejo de tenencia

Quiero ser anarquía
Y yo quiero ser anarquía
(¡Oh, qué nombre!)
Y yo quiero ser anarquista
¡Me emborracho, y destruyo!


Aclaraciones: 

(1) Con lo de perros se refiere, seguramente, a la Reina de Inglaterra y toda su familia, obviamente con un tono de crítica e ironía.
 (2) NME = New Musical Express. Un semanario musical del Reino Unido.
 (4) MPLA = Movimiento de Liberación de Angola.
(4) UDA = Asociación de Defensa del Ulster.

(6) IRA = Ejército Republicano Irlandés. 
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