(I Don't Believe) God Is An Anarchist - Steve Harley

Laid in the yellow ricksaw, backwards on New York Broadway

Rickety, rickety rickshaw, boggle the brain on Broadway

This can’t be what is real, impossible to feel

London can stamp a seal but New York is far too unreal

Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, hmm, mmm

Too much of Little Brother, too much of metal shmudder

New rock is hard as butter, hip now to say you come from the gutter

There’s too many generations, so many new sensations

Writing in exclamations, who got the

Who got the, who got the explanations?

(Yes, I believe in darkness, yes, I believe in light)

(I got the life that I’m after, I got the life and that is that)

(Ain't gonna hide in no backroom, ain’t gonna take none of that)

(I can’t believe that I’ll go hard, ooh) ooh-ooh-ooh, as an anarchist

Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm

Do one of two things, thinkin' up new things

Tryin' to kick out the boozins, too many soo-soo-soothings

Do I believe in unions, do I believe in power?

Don’t care for revolutions, they’re failing hour by hour, mmm-hmm

Give us some education, teach us to want to care

Give us communication, teach us to want to care, mmm

Tired of anti-heroes, tired of cavalieros

Tired of interferos, tired of all my fearos

(Yes, I believe in darkness, yes, I believe in light)

(I got the life that I’m after, I got the life and that is that)

(Ain't gonna hide in no backroom, ain’t gonna take none of that)

(I can’t believe that our God, ooh) is an anarchist

Bad in the yellow rickshaw, backwards on New York Broadway

Rickety, rickety rickshaw, boggle the brain on Broadway

This can’t be what is real, impossible to feel

London can stamp a seal but New York is too unreal

Too many generations, too many new sensations

Writin' in exclamations, who got the explanations?

Tired of anti-heroes, tired of cavalieros

Tired of interferos, tired of all my fearos

I don’t believe in unions, I don’t believe in power

Tired of revolutions, they’re dyin' hour by hour

Yes, I believe in open space, yes, I believe in human race

Yes, I believe in open space, yes, I believe in human race

I don’t believe in unions, I don’t believe in power

I don’t care for revolutions, they’re dyin' hour by hour

Yes, I believe in open space, yes, I believe in human race

Yes, I believe in open space, yes, I believe in human race

(Yes, I believe in darkness, yes, I believe in light)

(I got the life that I’m after, I got the life and that is that)

(Ain't gonna hide in no backroom, ain’t gonna take none of that)

(I can’t believe that our God) is a anarchist, ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh