I was walking down the river, I was asking myself questions
But the answers I came up with didn't fit
Some have breakfast in bed, some aren't properly fed
The way they talk about it makes me want to spit
And they're raising all their eyebrows at the raising of the pound
Whilst they raze another city to the ground
And we're opening the door and walking round on all fours
Looking for a sens in lost and found
Anxious. Don't they know, it is wrong - It makes me anxious
I really thought I'd have my tongue tied if a stood up and shout
But all they did was listen without their ears
And I thought I'd be beheaded if I stuck my neck out
But they just gave me a hanky for my tears
I have confidence in confidence I hope that hope pulls through
But I think a little more is needing now
We've got to form a congregation and sing down the nation
Batter all the sinners to the ground
Anxious. Don't they know, it is wrong - It makes me anxious