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sex pistols - anarchy in the uk
Right now
I am an Antichrist,
and I am an anarchist.
Don't know what I want,
but I know how to get it,
I wanna destroy the passerby
Cause I want to be Anarchy.
No dog's body.
Anarchy for the U.K.
It's coming sometime and maybe.
I give a wrong time, stop a traffic line.
Your future dream is a shopping scheme
Cause I wanna be Anarchy,
In the city.
How many ways to get what you want
I use the best,
I use the rest.
I use the enemy,
I use anarchy.
Cause I want to be Anarchy,
it's the only way to be.
Is this the M.P.L.A. or
Is this the U.D.A. or
Is this the I.R.A.?
I thought it was the U.K.
or just another country
Another council tenacy
I wanna be Anarchy,
I wanna be Anarchy,
oh what a name!
And I wanna be an anarchist
Get pissed
Destroy!
sex pistols - god save the queen
God save the queen
Her fascist regime
It made you a moron
A potential H bomb
God save the queen
She ain't no human being
There is no future
In England's dreaming
Don't be told what you want
Don't be told what you need
There's no future
No future no future for you
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
God save the queen
'cos tourists are money
And our figurehead
Is not what she seems
Oh God save history
God save your mad parade
Oh lord God have mercy
All crimes are paid
When there's no future
How can there be sin
We're the flowers
In the dustbin
We're the poison
In your human machine
We're the future
Your future
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
There is no future in England's dreaming
God save the queen
We mean it man
There is no future
In England's dreaming
No future for you
No future for me
No future no future for you
sex pistols - my way
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain, ha ha ha
You cunt, I'm not a queer
I'll state my case, of which I'm certain
I've lived a life that's fool
And each and every highway
And yet, much more than this
I did it my way
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
But dig, what I have to do
I'll see it through with no devotion
Of that, take care and just
Be careful thought along the highway
And more, much more than this
I did it my way
There were times, I'm sure you knew
When there was nothing fucking else to do
But through it all, when there was doubt
I shot it up, or kicked it out
I fought the war, and the world
And did it my way
I've knocked out in bed last night
I've had my fill, my share of looting
And now, the tears subside
I find it all so amusing
To think, I killed a cat
And may I say, oh no, not their way
"But no, no, not me"
"I did it my way"
For what is a brat, what has he got
When he finds out that he cannot
Say the things he truly thinks
But only the words, not what he feels
The record shows, I've got no clothes
And did it my way
sex pistols - black arabs
I am an Antichrist
I am a Anarchist
Don't know what I want but I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passerby
I wanna be anarchy
Ba ba doo ba doo bi doom doom doom doom
God save the queen (God save the queen)
It's a facist regime (God save the queen)
She made you a moroon (God save the queen)
Potential H-Bomb (God save the queen)
God save the queen (God save the queen)
She ain't no human being (God save the queen)
And there's no future (God save the queen)
In England's dream (God save the queen)
No future, no future, no future for you
There's no point in asking
You'll get no reply
So just remember (don't decide)
I got no reason it's all too much
They'll always find us (out to lunch)
We're so pretty, oh so pretty yeah...vacant
We're so pretty, oh so pretty yeah...vacant
Don't ask us what we're doing
Cause we're not all there
I don't pretend cause I don't care
I don't believe illusions
Too much is real
Stop your cheap comment
It's what we feel
We're so pretty, oh so pretty yeah...vacant
We're so pretty, oh so pretty yeah...vacant
We're so pretty, oh so pretty yeah...vacant
Ah ah ah ah ah
Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk
Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul to punk
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah(yeah yeah yeah)
Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk
Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul to punk
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah yeah(yeah yeah yeah)
Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk
Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul to punk
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
sex pistols - no fun
(The Stooges)
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun to hang around
Feeling that same old way
No fun to hang around
Freaked out for another day
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun to be alone
Walking by my self
No fun to be alone
In love with nobody else
Well, maybe go out,
Maybe stay home
Maybe call Mom on the telephone
Well, come on, well, come on
Well, come on, well, come on
Well, come on, well, come on
Well, come on, well, come on
No fun to be alone
No fun to be alone
Hang on, don´t let me go
No fun to be alone
sex pistols - no feelings
Seen you in the mirror when the story began and
I fell in love with you I love yer mortal sin
Your brains are locked away but I love your company
I only ever leave you when you got no money
I got no emotions for anybody else you better understand
I'm in love with myself myself
my beautiful self
A no feelings
No feelings
No feelings for anybody else
Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue
You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue
I kick you in the head you got nothing to say
Get out of the way cos I gotta getaway
You never realise I take the piss out of you
You come up and see me and I'll beat you black and blue
okay I'll send you away
No feelings
No feelings
No feelings for anybody else
except for myself
my beautiful self bitch
Ain't no moonlight after midnight
I see you stupid people out looking for delight
well I'm so happy I'm feeling so fine
I'm watching all the rubbish you wasting my time
I look around your house and there's nothing to steal
I kick you in the brain when you get down to kneel
and pray you pray to your god
No feelings
No feelings
No feelings for anybody else
No feelings
No feelings
No feelings for anybody else except from myself
Your daddy's gone away
be back another day
See his picture hanging on your wall.
sex pistols - don t give me no lip child
Don't you give me no lip child
Don't you talk back to me
You're no lip child
That ain't the way it's gonna be
If you wanna love true, true lovin'
You'd better stop
Pushin' and a-shovin'
Pushin' and a shovin'
Don't you give me no lip child
And i mean what i say
No lip child
Or you'll be someone dead
Breakin' outta my lovin'
You'd better stop
Pushin' and a-shovin'
Pushin' and a-shovin'
Pushin' and a-shovin'
No more lip
No lip child
Don't you talk back to me
You're no lip child
That ain't the way it's gonna be
Breakin' outta my lovin'
You'd better stop
You'll be sorry
You'll be sorry
Oh give me no lip child
And i mean what i say
You're no lip child
You'll be someone dead
You're breakin' outta my lovin'
You'd better stop
You'll be sorry
You'll be sorry
You'll be sorry
No more lip
No lip
sex pistols - did you no wrong
I don't mind the things that you say
I don't even mind going out of my way
I try and do these things for you
Why should I do it
I'm always untrue
Well, I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong
Going out of your head
I ain't seen you off the screen
But those films are my dreams
And I can't take much more of you
'Cause the bog is no place
to see your face
Can't you see I'm out of my head
Oh can't you see I'm a little insane
Oh can't you see I'm really dead
Going down, down, out of my head
I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong ! HA HA HA !
Going out of my head...
sex pistols - holidays in the sun
A Cheap holiday in other peoples misery!
I don't wanna holiday in the sun
I wanna go to new Belsen
I wanna see some history
'Cause now i got a reasonable economy
Now I got a reason, now I got a reason
Now I got a reason and I'm still waiting
Now I got a reason
Now I got reason to be waiting
The Berlin Wall
Sensurround sound in a two inch wall
Well I was waiting for the communist call
I didn't ask for sunshine and I got World War three
I'm looking over the wall and they're looking at me
Now I got a reason, Now I got a reason
Now I got a reason and I'm still waiting
Now I got a reason,
Now I got a reason to be waiting
The Berlin Wall
Well they're staring all night and
They're staring all day
I had no reason to be here at all
But now i gotta reason it's no real reason
And I'm waiting at the Berlin Wall
Gotta go over the Berlin Wall
I don't understand it....
I gotta go over the wall
I don't understand this bit at all....
Claustropfobia there's too much paranoia
There's too many closets I went in before
And now I gotta reason,
It's no real reason to be waiting
The Berlin Wall
Gotta go over the Berlin Wall
I don't understand it....
I gotta go over the wall
I don't understand this bit at all...
Please don't be waiting for me
sex pistols - something else
Look at that
Here she comes
Here comes that girl again
One of the cutest since I don't know when
But she don't notice me when I pass
She goes with all the guys from outta my class
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
She's sure fine lookin', man, she's something else
Look at that
'Cross the street
There's a car built just for me
To own a car would be a luxury
But right now I can't afford the gas
A brand new convertible is out of my class
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
That car's fine lookin', man, it's something else
Hey, look at that
Just wait and see
Worked hard and saved my dough
I buy that car and then I roll up with Joe
Get me that girl and we go ridin' around
We look real sharp with the wide top down
I keep on dreamin' and thinkin' to myself
When it all comes true, man, that's something else
Hey, look at that
What's all this?
Never thought I'd do this before
But here I'm a-knockin' on her door
My car's out front and it's all mine
It's a '41 job not a '59
I got that girl and I'm thinkin' to myself
She's sure fine lookin', man, she's something else
sex pistols - lonely boy
I'm left in misery
The girl I love's gone across the sea
I'm all alone
I ain't got no home
Mandy was her name
Sleepin' was her game
She didn't care about me
Oh God, baby can't you see
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
I need her tender touch
Oh, I need it oh so much
I can't forget
I'm so upset
I wonder where she's gone
I wonder where she went wrong
I wanna get her back to me
But I think she's tired of me
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
Every time I think of her
It brings back memories
I remember how it used to be
Oh baby, can't you see?
Oh baby, come back to me.
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
I'm a lonely boy
Oh my darlin' can't you see
You're the one that means so much to me
I know I need you're tender touch
Oh I need it oh so much
I can't wait to fill your [figure it out yourself]
Oh what a ------
I can't wait to fill --
sex pistols - the great rock n roll swindle
People said we couldn´t play
The called us foul-mothed yobs
But the only notes that really count
Are the ones that come in wads
They all drowned when the air turned blue
´Cos we didn´t give a toss
Filthy lucre, ain´t nothing new
But we all get cash from the chaos
The time is right to do it now
The greatest rock´n´roll swindle
The time is right to do it now
E.M.I. said you´re out of hand
And they gave us the boot
But they couldn´t sack us, just like that
Without giving us the loot
Thank you kindly A & M
They said we were out of bounds
But that ain´t bad for two weeks work
And 75,000 pounds
The time is right to do it now
The greatest rock´n´roll swindle
The time is right to do it now
The time is right to do it now
The greatest rock´n´roll swindle
The time is right to do it now
I just wanna play with my hand
Are you good enough for me
Hiya boys I´m the choosen one
Can´t you fucking see
I´m a jealous god and I want everything
And I love you with a knife
I´ll take you, if you´re ready for me
And I´ll give you my life
The time is right to do it now
The greatest rock´n´roll swindle
The time is right to do it now
The time is right for Nickey´s Special
The greatest rock´n´roll star
The time is right for me, now!
sex pistols - c mon everybody
Well c?mon everybody and let?s get together tonight
I got some money in my jeans
And I?m really gonna spend it right
Well I?ve been doing my homework all week long
Now to have some fifty and my folk are gone
Ooh! C?mon everybody
Oh well, my baby?s number one
But I?m gonna dance with three or four
And the house will be shaking from the bare feet
A-stamping on the floor
Well when you here the music, you can?t still
If your brother won?t rock, your sister will
Ooh! C?mon everybody
Oh well, we really haven?t money
But we gotta put a guard outside
If the folks come home
I?m afraid, they?re gonna have my hide
There?d be no more movies for a week or two
No more running around with the usual crew-who cares?
C?mon everybody
sex pistols - black leather
She´s all geared up
Walking down the street
I can feel her slime
Looking down her sheet
But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
It´s late at night
And I´m all alone
I can hear her boot
We´re getting near her home
But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
Well scratch scratch
She´s clawing at the door
Oh no I can´t stick anymore
Crack crack
I feel so sore
I never should have asked for
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather
You can try so high
You know you won´t get far
You will let her in
And she´ll start again
But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
Well scratch scratch
She´s clawing at the door
Oh no I can´t stick anymore
Crack crack
I feel so sore
I never should have asked for
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather
sex pistols - rock around the clock
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock, rock
Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock, rock
Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, rock
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
Put your glad rags on and join me, hon
We'll have some fun when the clock strikes one
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight
When the clock strikes two, three and four
If the band slows down we'll yell for more
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight
When the chimes ring five, six and seven
We'll be right in seventh heaven
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight
When it's eight, nine, ten, eleven too
I'll be goin' strong and so will you
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight
When the clock strikes twelve, we'll cool off then
Start a rockin' round the clock again
We're gonna rock around the clock tonight
We're gonna rock, rock, rock, 'til broad daylight
We're gonna rock, gonna rock, around the clock tonight
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