New York Sex Pistols
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[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]
An imitation from New York
You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk
You're hippie tarts hero 'cause you put on bad show
You put on bad show, oh, don't let it show
[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]
Still out on those pills
Oh, do you remember?
[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]
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 mouth shut
You better keep your mouth shut, you're in a rut
[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]
Still out on those pills
Do the sambo
[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]
Four years on, you still look the same
I think about time you changed your brain
You're just a pile of shit, coming to this
You poor little faggot
You're sealed with a kiss
Kiss me
An imitation from New York
You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk
You're hippie tarts hero 'cause you put on bad show
You put on bad show, oh, don't let it show
[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]
Still out on those pills
Oh, do you remember?
[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]
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 mouth shut
You better keep your mouth shut, you're in a rut
[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]
Still out on those pills
Do the sambo
[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]
Four years on, you still look the same
I think about time you changed your brain
You're just a pile of shit, coming to this
You poor little faggot
You're sealed with a kiss
Kiss me
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