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sex pistols – Flowers Of Romance #1

The Christmas cards and greetings are arriving across the shifty sands to the wall By the time I get to read them she’ll be rising to a fifty/fifty chance and nothing more WAR! Through the sleet and drizzle you can hear the sound of soldiers The Kalashnikov and splutter on a sunny day from the east and middle to the north and south and nowhere people earn their bread and butter in some funny ways WAR! Meanwhile… In the corridors of power where the talks are in full swing if you can’t say it with flowers than don’t say anything I want to see my children grow up in to healthy human beings I wanna see them walking, running playing, laughing, and singing WAR! In the corridors of power where the talks are in full swing if you can’t say it with flowers than don’t say anything I’m just outside the home of Christmas now and I’m dying all across the shifty sands there’s blood and guts by the time I get to Jesus she’ll still be crying I guess a fifty/fifty chance wasn’t good...

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sex pistols – Lots Of Fun

right here we go now a sociology lecture with a bit of psycology a bit of neurology a bit of fuckology no fun right no fun my babe no fun no fun my babe no fun fun to be alone alone and by myself fun to be alone in love with nobody else no fun my babe no fun no fun my babe no fun fun to be alone walking by myself fun to be alone in love with no friends of mine maybe go out maybe stay at home maybe call somebody on the telephone so c’mon my baby c’mon so c’mon i’m alone having no fun by myself this is no fun with nobody else i’m all alone by myself i’ll be alone nobody else it’s no fun it;sno fun all alone all alone no fun all alone no fun i’m alone i’m alive i’m alone and i’m waiting to have my fun i’m waiting ain’t got no one i’m all alone this is no fun no fun all alone i’m alive no fun i’m alive i’m alone no fun no fun no fun my babe no fun fun to be alone walking by myself fun to be alone in love with nobody else maybe go out maybe stay at home maybe call somebody on the telephone so c’mon i’m all alone so c’mon oh come and...

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sex pistols – John ”Rotten” Book Interview – Live

Hello, good evening, welcome, to nothing much A no holds barred half-Nelson and the loving touch The comfort and the joy of feeling lost With the only living boy in New Cross Fill another suitcase, with another haul Of hotel towels and toothpaste and the bathroom wall Then wipe the lipstuck hearts and flowers from the glass and chrome Take five or six hot baths and showers and come on home, come on home To the comfort and the joy of feeling lost With the only living boy in New Cross I’ve teamed up with the Hippies now. I’ve got my fringe unfurled I want to give peace, love and kisses out to this whole stinking world The gypsies, the travellers and the thieves The good, the bad, the average and unique The greebos, the crusties and the goths And the only living boy in New Cross Eyes down and I’ll keep you up to date Two fat ladies in 1988 The safe 16 lovers who lied Purley’s Queen and mother makes five Butchered bakers, deaf and dumb waiters Marble Arch criminals and Clause 28ers Authors, authors and plastered outcasts Locked up daughters and rock ‘n’ roll stars Goodbye Rudy, David and Rosie, Abraham and Julianne and anyone who knows me The gypsies, the travellers and the thieves The good, the bad, the average and unique The greebos, the...

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sex pistols – From Beyond The Grave

In a bar Johnny drinks Johnny drinks Johnnie Walker Till he runs up a bill he can’t pay He’s drinking to the memory Of a prince in a pauper’s grave And it’s go Johnny go Where the bruises don’t show In the church yard wherre the nervous get wrecked And turn off your wireless For two minutes of silence Cough up and pay your respects And go to the park Where vicars and tarts Prey for their tormented souls By the American graffiti >From Elephant and Castle In Ford Capri Orange And Volkswagen yellow and gold Johnny drinks, Johnny drinks, Johnny drinks Johnnie Walker Till he runs up a bill The Pope couldn’t pay Cockles his muscles alive alive ‘o Smashes his bottles of unholy water And it’s go Johnny, go Johnny go, go, go Back to the churchyard Where day out and day in Those original sinners Are religiously praying And where there was muck There’s a brass band that’s playing Playing to the memory Of a prince in a pauper’s...

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sex pistols – Einmal War Belsen Wirflich Bortrefflich

Spoken: Ok this time for real… “Belsen Was A Gasser” Belsen was a gas I heard the other day In the open graves where all the jews lay Life is fun and I wish you were here They wrote on their 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 whole lot Kill a man, be a man, kill a man… Wonder what the Jews would say If i told them Bormann was today Would they say vendetta You’d better ask Ernie Ledbetter Ledbetter, Ledbetter,...

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