A                  F#m      E       A 
Anarchy is a crime if it is out of dirt                                      
F#m     E 
But this worst crime was sanctified by some balding quirk  
D            E         F#m                D 
Too many generations strived for the anarchy                                          
E 
But their habitation looks like a mortuary

Hm                    D  F 
Little people in the subway! 
Hm                     D    F 
Little people in the square! 
Hm                    D  F 
Little people riding busses 
Hm                   D   F 
Little people everywhere...

E             D  E      D 
Don't talk to me, I can hear!   
E           D     E        D 
Stop scaring me, I can disappear!
  
I know, I know, I know. I know, I know, 
The only thing I know is that I'm stoned! I'm stoned! I'm stoned!

Dm 
We know what is going on: 
Here comes the fascist control!

D7 
Now every morning at 7 o'clock, 
I get out of my bed and I step on the rock. 
And the chinese boss comes and says: "Keep still! 
Roll up your sleeve and give me that drill".

Dm   B                         C 
Disobedience is a part of the game,            
A                    Dm 
Where the rules are always the same,       
Gm          B              C 
Where everybody plays his rigid role.

D              G 
Feeling lonely and upset,      
A                            D 
I'm locked in the frames of the reality,                      
G 
Being pressed by my guilty past,     
A                  D 
I try to prevent my insanity.