New York

Sex Pistols

An imitation from New York

you're made in Japan from cheese and chalk

you're hippy tarts hero

cos you put on a bad show

oh don't it show



Still oh out on those pills

Oh do you remember



You 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 yer mouth shut you

better keep yer mouth shut

in a rut



Still oh out on those pills

Oh do the sambo



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 swell playing in Japan

When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan

you're just a pile of shit

you're coming to this

you poor litle faggot

you're sealed with a kiss



Still out out on those pills

cheap thrills

Anadins Aspros anything

You're condemned to eternal bull-shit

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

You do just about anything

oh kiss this

Eh boy