New York — текст песни (Sex Pistols)

(J. Rotten, P. Cook, Jones, G. Matlock)

An imitation from New York
you`re made in Japan from cheese and chalk
you`re hippy tarts hero
cos you put on a bad show
oh don`t it show

Still oh out on those pills
Oh do you remember

You 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 yer mouth shut you
better keep yer mouth shut
in a rut


Still oh out on those pills
Oh do the sambo


Four years on you still look the same
I think about time
you changed your brain
you`re just a pile of shit .
you`re coming to this .
ya poor little faggot
You`re sealed with a kiss
Kiss me

Think it`s swell playing in Japan
When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan
you`re just a pile of shit
you`re coming to this
you poor litle faggot
you`re sealed with a kiss


Still out out on those pills
cheap thrills
Anadins Aspros anything
You`re condemned to eternal bull-shit
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

I wanna kiss
You do just about anything
oh kiss this
Eh boy