Sex Pistols — New York

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten] An imitation from New York You're made in Japan From cheese and chalk You're hippy tarts hero 'cos you put on bad show Oh don't it show [Chorus: Johnny Rotten] Still oh out on those pills Oh do you remember [Verse 2: Johnny Rotten] 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 [Chorus: Johnny Rotten] Still oh out on those pills Do the sambo [Verse 3: Johnny Rotten] 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 little 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 little faggot You're sealed with a kiss [Chorus: Johnny Rotten] 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 [Outro: Johnny Rotten] 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, tatty bye