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Sex Pistols lyrics

Album: The Great Rock 'n' Roll Swindle [1979]

Tracks23
 01 God Save the Queen (Symphony)
 02  Johnny B. Goode/Road Runner
 03 Black Arabs
 04  Anarchy in the U.K.
 05  Substitute
 06  Don't Give Me No Lip Child
 07 (I'm Not Your) Steppin' Stone
 08  L' Anarchie Pour le U.K.
 09 Belsen Was a Gas (live)
 10 Einmal War Belsen Wirflich Bortrefflich (Belsen Vos a Gassa)
 11  Silly Thing
 12  My Way
 13  I Wanna Be Me
 14  Something Else
 15 Rock Around the Clock
 16  Lonely Boy
 17 No One Is Innocent
 18  C'mon Everybody
 19  EMI
 20  The Great Rock 'N' Roll Swindle
 21  Friggin' in the Riggin'
 22  You Need Hands
 23  Who Killed Bambi?
all Sex Pistols lyrics



Johnny B. Goode/Road Runner
[Paul:] We'll play Johnny B. Goode; he'll sing Through My Eyes.

[Other voice:] (???)

[Paul:] Tell John. Tell him.

[Johnny:] What?

[Paul:] Tell him. He can't hear me in here

[Other Voice:] They wanna play Johnny B. Goode while you sing Through my eyes.

[Johnny:] God! Awright, then.

[Paul:] Ready? Go!

[Johnny:]
If you could see... oh God, fuck off...
Ayanlouisiannayaya New Orleans
Awasabadababyanalittle key
Ayainanananananana Johnny B. Goode
Agogogogogogo Johnny B. Goode
Agogo, go Johnny, gogogogogo
I don't know the words!
Gogogogogogogogogogogyogyuh
Ayayayayastrah yayastrahyayaya
Ayayayayastrah andabanayaya
I wannawannabay, yayayaya
Let's gogo, ago Johnny gogogogo
Agogo, go go go go gogogogogogogogogogogogogogo
Go, Johnny, go, go
Go! Johnny B. Goode
Ayayayayayayayayayayayagwuah
Oh, fuck, it's awful!
Hate songs like that!
The pits!
Eeeeeeyayayayay eeeee!
Eeyeah!
Brrrrrah!
Brrrrrayayayayay!
Uah!
'ey, I know, oi, oi, Steve -- Roadrunner!
Roadrunner!
Roadrun...!
Should we do roadrunner?
'ey, that's fuckin' awful -- stop it.
Stop it; it's fuckin' awful!
Aaah! Torture.
Duh ug duh duh duh duh mah eyah
I donno the words!
I donno'ow it starts; I've forgotten it!
Hold on; stop the segment. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.
Check out what how it starts. What's the first line?

[Paul:] One, two, three, four, five, six!

[Johnny:] Alright, can you start at the beginning, then?

[Paul:] Roadrunner, roadrunner, It's not 'ard!

[Johnny:] I can't hear you, Paul.

[Paul:] Roadrunner, roadrunner, go...

[Johnny:]
Going faster miles an hour
Euhlalalalala
Awith the radio on
Aroadrunner, roadrunner
Aeuhmuh faster miles an hour
Oh, God, I don't know it...
I drove past the Stop 'n' Shop
And I wah by the Stop 'n' Shop
An' I flarala wahbah Stop Shop
Have the radio on
Have touch with the modern world
I fell in love with the modern world
Fell in love with (???)
Have the radio on
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Agoin' faster miles an hour
Felt in touch with with modern world
In love with the modern world
Alright, here we go now
Goin' twenty-eight watta power
It's all cold here in the dark
Fifty thousand watts of power
Agoin' faster miles an hour
Awith the radio on
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Oh, God, I don't know it
It's fuckin' ridiculous
Wish I had the words...
Roadrunner, roadrunner
Agoin' faster miles an hour
I felt in touch with the modern world
I fell in love with the modern world
Rockin' modern lover, modern sound, ana mosaround
Modern rockin' runner around, mosaround rockin' modern runner in touch
An' a radio on
I got radio on
A roadrunner, roadrunner
Oh yeah er ah ee ah eh uh
Do we know any other fuckin' Beatles songs?
'Ey? Brrrrrrr!
'Ey? Do we know an...
'Ey? Do we know any other fucking songs that we can do?
Do we know any other songs that we can do? I can't think of any.back to top
Anarchy in the U.K.
Right ! now ! ha ha ha ha ha

I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by cos i

I wanna be anarchy !
No dogs body

Anarchy for the u.k it's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a trafic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme cos i

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 cos i

I wanna be anarchy !
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 tenancy

I wanna be an anarchist
Oh what a name
Get pissed destroy !back to top
Substitute
You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather

But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah

Substitute your lies for fact
I can see right through your plastic mac
I look all white, but my dad was black
My fine looking suit is really made out of sack

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by

Substitute me for him
Substitute my coke for gin
Substitute you for my mum
At least I'll get my washing doneback to top
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 [repeat until end of song]back to top
L' Anarchie Pour le U.K.
[French Version By L. Brennon]

Moi, je suis l'antİchrist
Moi, je suis l'anarchiste
Ja ne sais pas ce que je
Veux mais je l'aurai
Je veux semer la terreur dans la rue

Car moi, je veux l'anarchie

Anarchie pour UK
Ça y est presque dİj 
Je dİsunis Royaume-Uni
Avec ces r¨ves de prisunic !

Oui, moi, je veux l'anarchie
Le temps de la citİ, c'est fini!

Tout est bon pour y arriver
Je prends le meilleur et aussi le reste
Je me sers de mes ennemis
Je me sers de l'anarchie!

Car moi, je veux l'anarchie
Et c'est la seule façon d'Ştre!

Est-ce que c'est l'M.P.L.A.?
Ou bien encore l'U.D.A.?
Ou alors c'est peut-Ştre l'I.R.A.?
Moi, j'ai penİ que c'İtait UK!
Ou un autre pays
On a tous nos bidonvilles

Moi, je suis l'anarchie
Oui, moi, je suis l'anarchie
Et vive l'anarchie
Et moi, je veux Ştre anarchiste
Et Ştre saoul, a en crever !back to top
Silly Thing
What you see, you can't get,
nothing's free, nothing's set,
Don't be fooled by the signs,
don't read in-between the lines.

What you gonna say,
what you gonna do,
man you missed out once again,
but i thought you knew.

Chorus

Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now,
Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now,

Trouble here, trouble there,
people stop, just to stare,
what's the use of wasting time,
just move on leave it all behind.

What you gonna say,
what you gonna do,
man you missed out once again,
but i thought you knew.

Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now,
Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now,
oh you silly thing, nothing but trouble that you bring,
and one of these days you're gonna die,
and people will say oh my oh my,
and people will say oh my my my.

Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now,
Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now,
Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now,
Oh you silly thing, you've really gone and done it now.back to top
My Way
(anka-revaux-francois-thibault-arr. s. jeffes)

And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain
You cunt, i´m not a queer
I´ll state my case, of which i´m certain
I´ve lived a life that´s full
And each and every highway
And yet, much more than this
I did it my way

And yes, i´ve had a few
But then again, too few to mention
But dig, what I have to fo
I´ll see it through with no devotion
Of that, take care and just
Be careful 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 just as before
And did it my way

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 wayback to top
I Wanna Be Me
Turn the page and it's the scoop of the century
Don't wanna be l seven I had enough of this
This is brainwash and this is a clue
To the stars who fooled you
Tell me why you cant explain
You're only looking for vinyl yeah
Didn't they fool you they wanna be you

Gimme world war 3 we can live again
You didn't fool me but I fooled you
You wanna be me yeah you wanna be me
You wanna be someone yeah ruin someone
Yeah, didn't I fool you I ruined you yeah
Didn't I fool you I sussed you out

I got you in the camera and I got you in my camera
A second of your life ruined for life
You wanna ruin me in your magazine
You wanna cover us in margarine
And now is the time to realize to have real eyes

Down down down down and I'll take you down on the underground
Down in the dark and down in the crypt
Down in the dark where the typewriter fit
Down with your pen and pad ready to kill to make me ill
Down wanna be someone wanna be someone
Make it as someone you wanna be me ruin me
A typewriuter God a black and white king
Pvc blackboard books black and white
I wanna be meback to top
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 elseback to top
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 -- --back to top
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 doin' 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 shakin' from the bare feet
A-stampin' 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 runnin' 'round with the usual crew-who cares?
C'mon everybodyback to top
EMI
There's an ulimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it cos the fame !
Who ?

E.m.i

Too many people had the suss
Too many people support us
An unlimited amount
Too many out lets in and out
Who ?

E.m.i

And sir and friends are crucified
A day they wish that we had died
We are an addition
We are ruled by none

Never ever neverrrrrraaa

And you thought that we were faking
That we were all just money making
You do not believe we're for real
Or you would lose your cheap appeal ?

Don't judge a book by the cover
Unless you cover just another
And blind acceptance is a sign
Of stupid fools who stand in line
Like

E.m.i

Unlimited edition with an unlimited supply
That was the only reason we all had to say goodbye !

Unlimited supply
There is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it cos the fame !
I do not need the pressure
I can't stand the useless fools !
Unlimited supply
Hallo e.m.i
Goodbye a & mback to top
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!back to top
Friggin' in the Riggin'
It was on the good ship venus
By christ, ya shoulda seen us
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast, a mammoth penis

The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another

Chorus:
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fuck all else to do

The captains name was morgan
By christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day he'd stop and play
With his fuckin' organ

The first mate's name was cooper
By christ he was a trooper.
He jerked and jerked until he worked
Himself into a stupor

Chorus

The second mate was andy
By christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock
For cumming in the brandy

The cabin boy was flipper
He was a fuckin' n--ger
He stuffed his ass with broken glass
And circumcised the skipper

Chorus

The captain's wife was mabel
To fuck she was not able
So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits
Across the barroom table

The captain had a daughter
Who fell in deep sea water
And by her squeals we knew the eels
Had found 'er sexual quarters

Repeat chorus to fadeback to top
You Need Hands
You need hands to hold someone you care for....
When you fear...nobody wants to know you
You need hands to brush away the tears....

When you hold the brand new baby
You need tender hands to guide them all the way
You need hands to thank the Lord for living....
And forgiving us this day....

You need hands to show the world you're happy
And you need hands when you have to stop the bus....
But the hands that we love so dear
Are the hands that we love to hear
Are the hands that You give to us.....
Everybody holds the hands that You give to us...back to top
Who Killed Bambi?
Gentle pertty thing,
Who only had one spring,
You bravely faced the world,
Ready for anything,
I'm happy that you lived,
For your life is mine,
What have I except to cry,
Spirit never die.
Birds of the air,
Beasts of the earth
Over joyed at Bambi's birth,
they gambolled in the glade

(Chorus)
Who killed Bambi (x9)

Murder murder murder,
Someone should be angry,
the crime of the century,
Who shot little Bambi?
Never trust a hippie,
I love punky Bambi,
I' kill to find the killer,
in the rotten roll army,
All the spikey Punkers,
Believers in the ruins,
With one big shout,
they all cry out,
Who Killed Bambi?

(Chorus x2)back to top
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