Substitute Sex Pistols (Ft. Paul Cook, Sid Vicious & Steve Jones)

[Verse 1]
You think that we look pretty good together
And you think my shoes are made of leather

[Pre-Chorus]
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall, but my heels are high
The simple things are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just backdated, yeah

[Chorus]
Substitute your lies for fact
I see right through your wanker's mac
Look great in white, but your dad is Black
My fine-looking suit was made out of sack

[Verse 2]
I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of town faced east
And the east was facing south

[Pre-Chorus]
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, only you won't try
To work it out somehow, it'll pass you by