Right! Now 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 passerby

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
No dogs body

Anarchy for the UK
It's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a traffic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme

'Cause 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
It's 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 UK
Or just another country
Another council tenancy

I Wanna be Anarchy
I Wanna be Anarchy
Oh what a name

I wanna be Anarchy
Know what I mean?

And I wanna be an anarchist
Get pissed
Destroy!

GOD SAVE THE QUEEN

God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
Potential H-bomb

God save the queen
She aint 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
'Cos tourists are money
Our figures head
Is not what she seems

Oh god save history
God save your mad parade
Oh 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 your human machine
We're the future you're future

God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves

God save the queen
We mean it man
And 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
No future for you
No future no future for you

PRETTY VACANT

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply
Oh just remember I don't decide
I got no reason it's too all much
You'll always find us out to lunch

Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty
A vacant

Don't ask us to attend 'cos we're not all there
Oh don't pretend 'cos I don't care
I don't believe illusions 'cos too much is real
So stop you're cheap comment 'cos we know what we feel

Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Ah but now and we don't care

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply
Oh just remember a don't decide
I got no reason it's too all much
You'll always find me out to lunch
We're out on lunch

Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty ah
But now and we don't care

We're pretty
A pretty vacant
We're pretty
A pretty vacant
We're pretty
A pretty vacant
We're pretty
A pretty vacant

And we don't care

HOLIDAYS IN THE SUN

A Cheap holiday in other peoples misery!

I don't wanna holiday in the sun
I wanna go to 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

Sensurround sound in a two inch wall
Well 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

Well they're staring all night and
They're staring all day
I had no reason to be here at all
But now i gotta reason it's no real reason
And I'm waiting at the Berlin Wall

Gotta go over the Berlin Wall
I don't understand it....
I gotta go over the wall
I don't understand this bit at all....

Claustropfobia there's too much paranoia
There's too many closets I went in before
And now I gotta reason,
It's no real reason to be waiting
The Berlin Wall

Gotta go over the Berlin Wall
I don't understand it....
I gotta go over the wall
I don't understand this bit at all...

Please don't be waiting for me

I WANNA BE ME

Turn the page and it's
The scoop of the century
Dont 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 can't 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 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 secund of your life ruined for life
You wanna ruin me in your magazine
You wanna cover us in the 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 you wanna be someone
Ruin someone
Make it as someone you wanna be me ruin me
A typewriter god a black and white king
PVC blackboard books black and white
I wanna be me

DID YOU NO WRONG

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 I'm always untrue

Well, 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 dreams
And I can't take much more of you
'Cause 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 a little insane
Oh can't you see going out of my head
Oh can't you see I'm really dead

Going 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 dreams
And I can't take much more of you
'Cause 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 a little insane
Oh can't you see I'm out of my head
Oh can't you see I'm really dead

I did you no wrong
I did you no wrong!
HA HA HA!

Going out of my head...

NO FUN
(The Stooges)

No fun, my babe no fun
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun to hang around
Feeling that same old way
No fun to hang around
Freaked out for another day

No fun, my babe no fun
No fun, my babe no fun
No fun to be alone
Walking by my self
No fun to be alone
In love with nobody else

Well, maybe go out,
Maybe stay home
Maybe call Mom on the telephone
Well, come on, well, come on
Well, come on, well, come on
Well, come on, well, come on
Well, come on, well, come on
No fun to be alone
No fun to be alone
Hang on, don´t let me go
No fun to be alone

(I'M NOT YOUR) STEPPING STONE

I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone

You're trying to make your mark in society
Using all the tricks that you used on me
You're reading all those high fashion magazines
The clothes you're wearin' girl
are causing public scenes

I said
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone

When I first met you girl you didn't have no shoes
Now you're walking 'round like you're front page news
You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose
But you won't find my name in your book of Who's Who

I said
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
I I I I I'm not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone
Not your stepping stone

BODIES

She was a girl from Birmingham
She just had an abortion
She was case of insanity
Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree

She was a no one who killed her baby
She sent her letter from the country
She was an animal
She was a bloody disgrase

Body I'm not an animal
Body I'm not an animal

Dragged on a table in 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 animal
Mummy I'm not an abortion

Throbbing squirm,
gurgling bloody mess
I'm not an discharge
I'm not a loss in protein
I'm not a throbbing squirm

Fuck this and fuck that
Fuck it all and fuck the fucking brat
She don't wanna baby that looks like that
I don't wanna baby that looks like that
Body I'm not an animal
Body an abortion

Body I'm not an animal
An animal
I'm not an animal.....
I'm not an abortion.....

Mummy! UGH!

NO FEELINGS

I've seen you in the mirror
When the story began
And I fell in love with you
I love yer mortal sin
Yer brains are locked away
But I love your company
I only leave you when you got no money
I got no emotions for anybody else
You better understand I'm in love with my self
My beatiful self

A no feelings a no feelings
A no feelings
For anybody else

Hello and goodbye in a run around 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 'cos i gotta get away
You never realise I take the piss out of you
You come up and see me and
I'll beat you black and blue
Okay I'll send you away

I got no feelings a no feelings
No feelings for anybody else
Except for my self my beatiful self dear

There aint no moonlight after midnight
I see you stupid people out looking for delight
Well I'm so happy I'm feeling so fine
I'm watching all the rubbish
You're wasting my time
I look around your house and
There's nothing to steal
I kick you in the brains
When you get down to kneel
And pray you pray to your god

No feelings a no feelings
No feelings for anybody else
Except for my self
Your daddy's gone away
Be back another day
See his picture hanging on your wall

LIAR

Lie lie lie lie liar you lie lie lie lie
Tell me why tell me why
Why d'you have to lie
Should've realised that
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 know know know
I wanna know why you never
Look me in the face
Broke a confidence just to 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 do or say
So when you tell lies
I'll always be in your way
I'm nobody's fool and I know all
'Cos 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 lie lie lie

Lie lie lie lie liar you lie lie 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 liar
Lie lie

PROBLEMS

Too many problems
Oh why am I here
I don't need to be me
'Cos you're all too clear
Well I can see
There's something wrong with you
But what do you excepth me to do?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be
Don't come to me if you need pitty
Are you lonely you got no one
You get 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
Then you'll fade away
You won't find me working
Nine to five
It's too much fun a being alive
I'm using my feet for my human machine
You wan't find me living for the screen
Are you lonely all your needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated

Problem problem
Problem the problems is you
What you gonna do

Problem problem
Problem the problems is you
What you gonna do with your problem

In a death trip I ain't automatic
You won't find me just staying static
Don't give me any orders
For 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'd
Solved all your problems
But you are the problem

Problem problem
Problem the problem is you
What you gonna do with your problem
I'll leave it to you
Problem their problem is you
You got a problem
Oh what you gonna do

They know a doctor
Gonna take you away
They take you away
And throw away the key
They don't want you
And they don't want me
You got a problem
The problem is you
Problem the problem is you
What you gonna do
Problem problem problem

Problem problem problem
Problem problem problem
Problem problem problem

SEVENTEEN

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 hairs
I don't wear flares

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 lazy sod
I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy
I'm a lazy sod I'm lazy sod
I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy
I can't even be bothered
Lazy Lazy

SUBMISSION

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

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found

You've got me pretty deep baby
I can't figure out your watery love
I gotta solve your mystery
Your sitting it out in heaven above

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell you what I've found
For there's a mystery
Under the sea under a water
Come share it

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found
'Cos it's a secret
Under the water under the sea
Octopus Rock

Got me pretty deep baby
I can't figure out your watery love
I gotta solve your mystery
Your sitting it out in heaven above

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found

Submission Submission
Going down down under the sea
I wanna drown drown under the water
Going down down under the sea

NEW YORK

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 eh boy

E.M.I.

There's unlimited supply
And there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame
They only did it 'cos of fame
Who?

E.M.I. E.M.I. E.M.I.

Too many people had the suss
Too many people support us
Un unlimited amount
Too many outlets in and out
Who?

E.M.I E.M.I E.M.I

And sir and friends are crucified
A day they wished that we had died
We are an addition
We are ruled by none
Never ever never

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 just by the cover
Unless you cover just another
A stupid fools who stand in line
Like

E.M.I E.M.I E.M.I

Unlimted edition
With an unlimited supply
That was the only reason
We all had to say goodbye

Unlimited supply (E.M.I)
There is no reason why (E.M.I)
I tell you it was all a frame (E.M.I)
They only did it 'cos of fame (E.M.I)
I do not need the pressure (E.M.I)
I can't stand the useless fools (E.M.I)
Unlimited supply (E.M.I)
Hallo E.M.I
Goodbye A & M

MY WAY

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 do
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 way

HERE WE GO AGAIN Well I´ve seen you once or twice
And I think you´re rather nice
Tell me what is your name
And will you come again

How far can you spit
Is your voice like grit
Might seem out of tune
But you´ll love one day soon

Here we go here we go again
Here we go here we go again
Here we go here we go again
Here we go I just cannot pretend
Here we go we´re off again
Here we go here we go again
Here we go I just cannot pretend
Here we go we´re off again

Stop waisting my time
Get off of my line
What do you wanna ask
The sun shines out my ass

Well I was never wrong
I wrote all the songs
The same old motor runs
I ain´t no rolling stone

SEX ON 45*

Hey, hey
Remember that day
In 1976
(?) London Town was boring
We (??) and dance

You're only 29
You Gotta lot to learn
I'm a lazy sod
I'm a lazy sd

A no feelings
A no feelings
For anybody else
Except for my self

Turn the page and it's
The scoop of the century
Dont wanna be L seven I had enough of this
This is brainwash and this is a clue
To the stars who fooled you

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply
Oh just remember a don't decide
I got no reason it's too all much
You'll always find us out to lunch, out on lunch

Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Ah but now and we don't care

God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
Potential H-bomb

When there's no future
How can there be sin
We're the flowers in the dustbin
We're the poison in your human machine
We're the future for you

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 passerby

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
In the UK

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
No future for you
No future no future for you

(* ?????)

BLACK LEATHER

She´s all geared up
Walking down the street
I can feel her slime
Looking down her sheet

But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do

It´s late at night
And I´m all alone
I can hear her boot
We´re getting near her home

But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do

Well scratch scratch
She´s clawing at the door
Oh no I can´t stick anymore
Crack crack
I feel so sore
I never should have asked for
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather

You can try so high
You know you won´t get far
You will let her in
And she´ll start again

But well you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do
I said you can´t refuse
And you just can´t choose
What she´s gonna do

Well scratch scratch
She´s clawing at the door
Oh no I can´t stick anymore
Crack crack
I feel so sore
I never should have asked for
Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather

Black leather black leather
Black leather black leather

C´MON EVERYBODY
(Cape-Hart-Cochrane)

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 everybody

GREAT ROCK´N´ROLL SWINDLE
(Temple-Cook-Jones)

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!

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 first mate's 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 Fade

BELSEN WAS A GAS
(Rotten / Cook / Jones / Vicious)
[original Pistols version]

Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the Jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on postcards to those so dear

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear....

Sergeand Majors on the march
Wash the bodies in the starch
See them all die one by one
Guess it's dead guess it's glad

So bad, so bad, so bad.....

Repeat first verse

BELSEN WAS A GAS
(Rotten / Cook / Jones / Vicious)
[Ronnie Biggs movie version]

Spoken: Ok this time for real...
"Belsen Was A Gasser"

Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the Jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on postcards to those held dear

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear....

Dentist search their teeth for gold
Frisk the Jews for bank notes rolled
When they found out what they got
Line them up and shoot the lot

Kill a man, be a man, kill a man...

Wonder what the Jews would say
If I told them where Boorman was today
Would they start a vendetta
You'd better ask Ernie Ledbetter

Ledbetter, Ledbetter, Ledbetter....

JOHNNY B. GOODE / ROAD RUNNER
(Berry/Richman - additional lyrics by Rotten)

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. (???)

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, (???)

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.

L'ANARCHIE POUR LE UK
(Jones / Matlock / Cook / Rotten)
French version by L. Brennon

Moi, je suis l'antéchrist
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 déjà
Je désunis Royaume-Uni
Avec ces rèves de prisunic !

Oui, moi, je veux l'anarchie
Le temps de la cité, 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'être!

Est-ce que c'est l'M.P.L.A.?
Ou bien encore l'U.D.A.?
Ou alors c'est peut-être l'I.R.A.?
Moi, j'ai pené que c'était 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 être anarchiste
Et être saoul, a en crever !

LONELY BOY
(Jones)

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 -- --

SATELLITE (Jones? / Matlock? / Cook? / Rotten?)

Suburban kid, ya got no name
Two ton(e) baby and ya got no brain
I bet you're only happy in suburbian dreams
But I'm only laughing cause you ain't in my scheme

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you

I only ever listen when you're on the phone
From your safety where you sit at home
When I got nothin' better to do
Then there is always you
Cause you're good for my shoe

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you

I'm in love
Yeah in love
Oh, can't you feel it?

No I don't like where you come from
It's just a satellite of London
And when you look me in the eye
Just remember that I wanna die

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you

You're the name but you can't tell
Lookin' like you just came outta hell
How did ya figure that'd you'd any use?
All you're gonna get is my abuse

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you

YOU NEED HANDS
(Jones? / Matlock? / Cook? / Rotten?)

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...

SUBSTITUTE
(The Who)

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 done

SOMETHING ELSE
(Sheeley / Cochran)

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 else