SEX PISTOLS
LYRICS Holidays
In The Sun (Cook / Jones / Rotten / Vicious) Cheap
holiday in other people's misery I
don't wanna holiday in the sun I wanna go to the 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 In
sensurround sound in a two inch wall 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 They're
staring all night And they're staring all day I had no reason to be here
at all And now I got a reason It's no real reason And I'm waiting
The Berlin wall I
got to go over the Berlin wall I don't understand this thing at all Im
gonna go over the Berlin wall Im gonna go over the Berlin wall Im
gonna go over the Berlin wall Claustrophobia
there's too much paranoia There's too many closets So when will we fall
And now I gotta reason It's no real reason to be waiting The Berlin wall I
got to go over the wall I don't understand this thing at all This third
rate B movie show Cheap dialogue Cheap essential scenery I got to
go over the wall I wanna go over the Berlin wall Before they come over
the Berlin wall I don't understand this thing at all Im gonna go
over the wall I wanna go over the Berlin wall Im gonna go over the
Berlin wall Before they come over the Berlin wall I don't understand this
thing at all Please
don't be waiting for me Bodies
(Cook / Jones / Rotten / Vicious) She
was a girl from Birmingham She just had an abortion She was a case of
insanity Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree She was a no one who
killed her baby She sent the letters from the country She was an animal
She was a bloody disgrace Body
I'm not an animal Body I'm not an animal Dragged
on a table in a factory Illegitimate place to be In a packet in a lavatory
Die little baby screaming Body
Screaming fucking bloody mess Not an animal It's an abortion Body
I'm not an animal Mummy, Mummy, Mummy I'm not an abortion Throbbing
squirm Gurgling bloody mess I'm
not a discharge I'm not a loss in protein I'm not a throbbing squirm Fuck
this And fuck that Fuck it all And fuck her fucking brat She
don't wanna baby that looks like that I don't wanna baby that looks like that Body
I'm not no animal Body An abortion Body
I'm not an animal Body I'm not an animal An animal I'm not
an animal I'm
not an animal An animal I'm not an animal I aint no animal Body
I'm not an animal I'm
not an animal An animal I aint no animal I'm not an animal I'm
not an animal Mummy No
Feelings (Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) Ive
seen you in the mirror when the story began I fell in love with you I
love your 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 No
feeling No feeling 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 cause I gotta getaway You never realise I take the piss out of you
You come up and see me and I beat you black and blue All day I'll send
you away I got
no feeling No feeling No feeling For anybody else Except for myself
My beautiful selfish There aint no moonlight after midnight
I see you silly people out looking for delight Well, I'm so happy I'm
feeling so fine I'm watching all the rubbish wasting my time I look around
your house You got nothing to steal I kick you in the brains when you
get down to kneel I pray You pray to your god No
feeling No feeling Ive got no feeling For anybody else No
feeling No feeling No feeling For anybody else Except for myself
Your daddy's gone away Be back another day See his picture hanging
on your wall Liar
(Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) Liar,
lie, lie, lie You liar, lie, lie, lie Tell me why Tell me why
Whyd you have to lie Should've realised That you should've told
the truth Should've realised You know what I'll do You're
in suspension You're a liar Now
I wanna know And know I wanna know Why you never look me in the face
Broke a confidence Itll please your ego Should've realised
You know what I know You're
in suspension You're a liar I
know where you go Everybody you know I know everything that you do or
say So when you tell lies I always be in your way I'm nobody's fool and
I know all Cause I know What I know You're
in suspension You're a liar You're a liar You're a liar Lie,
lie, lie, lie, lie Liar,
lie, lie, lie You liar, lie, lie I think you're funny You're funny
ha ha I don't need it Don't need your blah blah Should've realised
I know what you are You're
in suspension You're in suspension You're in suspension You're a liar
You're a liar You're a lie, lie, lie God
Save The Queen (Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) God
save the queen The fascist regime It made you a moron 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 Cause tourists are money And our figurehead Is not
what she seems Oh god save history God save your mad parade 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 the human machine We're the future Your future God
save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves God
save the queen She ain't no human being There is no future In England's
dreaming No future
No future No future for you No
future No future No future for me No
future No future No future for you No
future No future for you Problems
(Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) Too
many problems Why I am here Dont need to be Because you're
all too clear And I can see there's something wrong with you But what
do you expect me to do At least I gotta know what I wanna be Don't come
to me if you need pity Are you lonely You got no one You got your
body in suspension That's no problem Problem
Problem The problem is you Eat
your heart out on a plastic tray You don't do what you want and you'll fade
away You won't find me working nine to five It's too much fun being alive
I'm using my feet for my human machine You won't find me living for the screen
Are you lonely All needs catered You got your brains dehydrated Problem
Problem Problem The problem is you And whatcha gonna do Problem Problem I
a death trip But I ain't automatic You won't find me just staying static
Don't you give me any order To people like me there is no order Bet you
thought you had it all worked out Bet you thought you knew what I was about
Bet you thought you solved all your problem But you are the problem Problem
Problem Problem The problem is you And whatcha gonna do With your
problem Ill leave that to you Problem The problem is you
You got a problem Whatcha gonna do Youre
going to a doctor Gonna take you away Theyll take you away
And theyll throw away the key They don't want you and they don't want
me You got a problem The problem is you Problem What you gonna
do Problem Have you got a problem Problem Have you got a problem
Problem Problem Problem Seventeen
(Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) You're
only 29 Got a lot to learn But when your mummy dies She will not
return We like noise it's our choice It's what we wanna do We don't
care about long hair I don't wear See my face not a trace No reality
I don't work I just speed That's all I need I'm
a lazy sod I'm a lazy sod I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy Yawn I'm
a lazy sod I'm a lazy Sid I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy I can't even
be bothered Lazy Lazy
Anarchy
In The UK (Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) Right
Now 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 passer by Cause I Wanna be Anarchy
No dogs body Anarchy
for the UK It's coming sometime and maybe I give a wrong time stop at
traffic line Your future dream is a shopping scheme Cause
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 Cause
I Wanna be Anarchy Its
the only way to be Is
this the MPLA Or is this the UDA Or is this the IRA I thought it was
the UK Or just Another Country Another council tenancy I
wanna be Anarchy And
I wanna be Anarchy Know what I mean And I wanna be Anarchist Get
pissed Destroy Submission
(Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) I'm
on a submarine mission for you baby I feel the way you were going I picked
you up on my TV screen I feel your undercurrent flowing Sub
mission Going down down Dragging her down Sub mission I can't
tell you what I found You've
got me pretty deep baby I can't figure out your watery love I got to solve
your mystery You're sitting it out in heaven above Sub
mission Going down down Dragging her down Submission I can't
tell you what I found Well,
its a mystery Under the sea In the water Sub
mission Going down down Dragging her down Submission I can't
tell you what I found Cause
it's a secret Under the water In the sea Its an octopus rock You've
got me pretty deep baby I can't figure out your watery love I got to solve
your mystery You're sitting it out in heaven above Sub mission Going
down down Dragging her down Sub mission I can't tell you what I found Sub
mission Sub mission Going down, down, under the sea I wanna drown,
down, under the water Going down, down, under the sea Pretty
Vacant (Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) There's
no point in asking You'll get no reply Just remembered don't decide
I got no reason it's all too much You'll always find us Out to lunch We're
so pretty Oh so pretty Were vacant We're so pretty Oh
so pretty Vacant Don't
ask us to attend Cause we're not all there I don't pretend cause I don't
care I don't believe illusions Too much is real Stuff your cheap
comment Cause we know what we feel We're
so pretty Oh so pretty Were vacant We're so pretty Oh
so pretty Vacant We're so pretty Oh so pretty And now And
we don't care There's
no point in asking You'll get no reply I just remembered I don't decide
I got no reason it's all too much You'll always find me Out to lunch Were
out at lunch We're
so pretty Oh so pretty Were vacant We're so pretty Oh
so pretty Were vacant We're so pretty Oh so pretty And
now And we don't care We're
pretty Pretty vacant We're pretty Pretty vacant We're pretty
Pretty vacant We're pretty Pretty vacant And we dont care
New York (Cook / Jones / Matlock /
Rotten) An
imitation from New York You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk You're
hippie tarts hero cause you put on a bad show You put on a bad show Oh,
don't let it show Still
Out on those pills Oh, do you remember Think
it's swell playing Max's Kansas You're looking bored and you're acting flash
With nothing in your gut you better keep your month shut You better keep your
month shut You're in a rut Still
Out on those pills Do the sambo Four
years on you still look the same I think it's about time you changed you brain
You're just a pile of shit coming to this You poor little faggot You're
sealed with a kiss Kiss
me Think it's
swell playing in Japan Everybody knows Japan is a dishpan You're just
a pile of shit you're coming to this You poor little faggot You're sealed
with a kiss Still
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 Looking for a kiss And coming to this
Oh, a kiss You
do just about anything Well, kiss this Playboy EMI
(Unlimited Edition) (Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) Its
an unlimited supply And there is no reason why I tell you it was all
a frame They only did it cause of fame Who EMI
EMI Too many people
had the suss Too many people support us An unlimited amount Too many
outlets in and out Who EMI
EMI And sir and
friends were crucified A day they wish that we had died We are an addition
We are ruled by none Ever, ever, ever 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
you judge a book just by the cover Unless you cover just another And blind
acceptance is a sign Of stupid fools who stand in line Like EMI
EMI Unlimited
edition with an unlimited supply That was the only reason we all had to say
goodbye Unlimited
supply EMI There is no reason why EMI I tell you it was all a
frame EMI They only did it cause of fame EMI I do not need the
pressure EMI I can't stand those useless fools EMI Unlimited supply
EMI Hello EMI
Goodbye A&M I
Wanna Be Me (Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) Turn
the page and its the scoop of the century Don't wanna be L7 I had
enough of this This is brainwash And this is a clue To the stars
who fool 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 three We can live again You didn't fool me I fooled you
You wanna be me Yeah, you wanna be me You wanna be someone 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 You got the time To realise
To have real eyes Down,
down, down, down 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 Need to be someone You wanna be me
Ruin me A typewriter god A black and white king PVC Blackboard
books Black and white Wanna be me
Did You No Wrong (Cook / Jones
/ Matlock / Rotten) 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 Our love is untrue I
did you no wrong I did you no wrong Going out of my head I
ain't seen you off the screen But those films are my dream And I can't
take much more of you The bog is no place to imagine your face Oh, can't
you see I'm out of my head Oh, can't you see I'm just a little insane
Oh, can't you see I'm going out of my head Oh, can't you see I'm
loony again Im
going down, down, down Out of my head I did you no wrong I did you
no wrong I did you no wrong I
did you no wrong I did you no wrong Going out of my head I
ain't seen you off the screen But those films are my dream And I can't
take much more of you The bog is no place to see your face Oh, can't you
see I'm out of my head Oh, can't you see I'm just a little insane
Oh, can't you see I'm out of my head Oh, can't you see I'm loony
again Im
going, down, down, down Out of my head Out of my head Out of my head I
did you no wrong I did you no wrong Going out of my head No
Fun (The Stooges) Right,
here we go now A sociology lecture With a bit of psychology A bit
of neurology A bit of fuckology No fun Right,
no fun My babe, no fun No fun My babe, no fun Fun to be alone
Alone and by myself Fun to be alone In love with nobody else No
fun My babe, no fun No fun My babe, no fun Fun to be alone
Walking by myself Fun to be alone In love with no friends of mine Maybe
go out Maybe stay at home Maybe call somebody on the telephone So
cmon, my baby cmom So cmon Im alone Having
no fun by myself This is no fun with nobody else Im all alone
By myself Ill be alone Nobody else Its no fun Its
no fun, all alone All alone, no fun All alone No Fun Im
alone Im alive Im alone And Im waiting to have my
fun Im waiting aint got no one Im all alone This
is no fun No Fun All alone Im alive No Fun Im
alive Im alone No
fun No fun No fun My babe, no fun Fun to be alone Walking
by myself Fun to be alone In love with nobody else Maybe
go out Maybe stay at home Maybe call somebody on the telephone So
cmon Im all alone So cmon Oh, come and play
Im alone, Im alone With nobody else Im alone, Im
alone All by myself And I want some fun with somebody else By babys
alone in the lavatory My baby wont come play with me Im alone
All alone Im looking at the telephone Im alone All alone
I got nobody else I want my fun Im gonna make my own fun All
alone Im alive Its no fun Im alive No Fun
Its no fun No fun Its
no fun No fun Its no fun Its not funny Im by
myself Im alive Satellite
(Cook / Jones / Matlock / Rotten) Suburban
kid and you got no name Your too dumb baby and you got no brain I bet
you're all so happy in suburbian dream But I'm only laughing You ain't
in my scheme Baby
I love you I love you I love you I
only ever listen when you're on the phone From your safety-restricted zone
home When I got nothing better to do Then theres always you
You're good for my shoe Hey
babe I love you I love you I love you You
look at me and you just can't tell Youre looking like you just came
outta hell Acting like a dirty lavatory There aint no bid for your
chastity Hey baby
I love you I love you I love you Im in love Im really
in love Try and
join the scene but you're too obscene Youre looking like a big fat pink
baked bean How did you figure that you'd be any use When all you're gonna
get is my abuse Hey
babe I love you I love you I love you You
know I don't like where you come from It's just a satellite of London
And when you look me in the eye I just remember I wanna die Hey
babe I love you I love you I love you I
cant take no more, just stop Lyrics
reproduced with permission. With thanks to Scott Murphy & Virgin Records ©www.sex-pistols.net God
Save The Sex Pistols ©2007 Phil Singleton / www.sex-pistols.net.
All rights reserved. |