Sex Pistols - Johnny B. Goode/Roadrunner lyrics

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, f** off... Ayanlouisiannayaya New Orleans Awasabadababyan*little 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, f**, it's awful! I hate songs like that! The piss! Eeeeeeyayayayay eeeee! Eeyeah! Brrrrrah! Brrrrrayayayayay! Uah! 'ey, I know, Oi! Oi! Steve -- Roadrunner! Roadrunner! Roadrun...! Should we do roadrunner? 'ey, that's f**in' awful -- stop it. Stop it; it's f**in' awful! Aaah! Tolchuck! Duh ug duh duh duh duh mah eyah I donno the words! I donno'ow it starts; I've forgotten it! Hold on; stop a second. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Shout 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, not 'arf... Johnny: I can't hear you, Paul. Paul: Roadrunner, roadrunner, Johnny: Go 'bout a f'ousand miles an hour Euhlalalalala A with the radio on Aroadrunner, roadrunner Aeuhmuh f'ousand miles an hour Oh, God, I don't know it... I drove past the Stop 'n' Shop And I walk by the Stop 'n' Shop An' I flarala wahbah Stop Shop Have the radio on Felt in touch with the modern world I fell in love with the modern world Fell in love with Mattapan and Roslindale Have the radio on Roadrunner, roadrunner Goin' a f'ousand miles an hour Felt in touch with the modern world I'm in love with the modern world Alright, here we go now Goin' twenty-eight watt a power It's so cold here in the dark Fifty thousand watts of power Goin' a f'ousand miles an hour Awith the radio on Roadrunner, roadrunner Oh, God, I don't know it It's f**in' ridicularse Wish I had the words... Roadrunner, roadrunner Goin' a f'ousand miles an hour I felt in touch with the modern world I fell in love in 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 f**in' people's songs? Oi! Brrrrrrr! Oi! Do we know an... Oi! Do we know any other f**ing songs that we can do? Do we know any other songs that we can do? I can't think of any.