Sex Pistols - New York (feat. Anarchy Interview) lyrics

An imitation from New York You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk You're hippy type zeros 'cause you put on a bad show You put on a bad show, oh, don't 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, to keep your mouth shut You better keep your mouth shut, you're in a rut Still out on those pills Oh do the sambo You're four years on, you still look the same I think it's about time you changed you brain You're just a pile of sh**, you're coming to this You poor little f*ggot, you're sealed with a kiss Kiss me Ha ha ha ha ha Think it's swell playing in Japan When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan You're just a pile of sh**, you're coming to this You poor little f*ggot, you're sealed with a kiss Still out on those pills Cheap thrills, Anadins, Aspros, anything You're condemned to eternal bullsh** 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 You do just about anything Oh kiss this Eh boy