Freedom has a price,
as does rule and order;
Every group defines its rights,
and controls within their borders.
Tyranny is control out of control,
a grip too tight to breath;
Enstrangled by the law of the land,
The people seek relief.
Anarchy provides this relief,
as people breath forth and yell;
Breaking loose from tyranny's reign,
the people rise up from this hell.
A group of people can be together,
treat each other fairly, just† and equal;
This is anarchy's hope and wish,
for each and every soul.
Equality of all who take part,
Self-determined, good willed, respectful,
Anarchy can align us in harmony,
if people are not neglectful.
When forming groups, be they large or small,
we† need believe that we can, indeed, get along;
So letís join hands and harmonize our voice,
and sing sweet Anarchyís song.