I'm a marked anarchist Yes, I'm being totally honest In fact, just the other morning I was planning a bombing Firstly, the House Of Lords Then on to the Brit Awards Singing "Bomb the idiots" "Bomb all the idiots now" "Bomb the idiots" "Bomb all the idiots now" I'm a public enemy The gallows is where it'll have to be And there'll be no remorse For all the panic that I have caused Just as I light the fuse wire I can just picture the headlines "Viva Dynamite" "Viva Dynamite Oh" "Viva Dynamite" "Viva Dynamite Oh" To move the world in some way Without leaving any bad taste In the mouths of the human race The human race I'm a young transvestite I wear clothes that women like In fact I've got a lovely silken blouse That just gets me so aroused What do you think of me? What do you think of me now? What do you think of me? What do you think of me now? What will you do to me? What will you do to me now? Why don't you shoot me? Take a gun and shoot me down? 'Cause I've lost all faith In the human race Or is it just another bad day?