Lyrics:

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.