New York ("Never Mind the Bollocks, Here’s the Sex Pistols"-1977)
An immitation from New York You're made in Japan From cheese and chalk You're hipy tarts hero 'cos you put on bad show Oh don't it show
Still oh out on those pills Oh do you remember
Think it is well playing Max's kansas You're looking bored And you're acting flash With nothing in your gut You better keep yer mouth shut You better keep yer mouth shut In a rut
Still oh out on those pills Do the sambo
You four years on You still look the same I think about time You changed your brain You're just a pile of shit You're coming to this Ya poor litlle faggot You're sealed with a kiss Kiss me
Think it's well playing in Japan When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan You're just a pile of shit You're coming to this Ya poor litlle faggot You're sealed with a kiss
Still oh out on those pills Cheap thrills anadins Aspros anything you're condemned To eternal bullshit You're sealed with a kiss Kiss me
A kiss a kiss you're sealed with a kiss A looking for a kiss you're coming to this I wanna kiss anything Oh kiss this gay boy