76–77

Sex Pistols

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Problems (Chris Spedding session / 1976)

04 : 11

Pretty Vacant (Chris Spedding session / 1976)

03 : 38

No Feelings (take 1 / Chris Spedding session / 1976)

02 : 52

No Feelings (take 2 / Chris Spedding session / 1976)

02 : 54

No Feelings (take 3 / Chris Spedding session / 1976)

03 : 07

Submission (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

04 : 11

Seventeen (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

02 : 09

Satellite (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

04 : 07

I Wanna Be Me (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

03 : 08

Pretty Vacant (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

03 : 29

Anarchy in the UK (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

03 : 54

No Feelings (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

02 : 50

Anarchy in the UK (take 2 / Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976)

04 : 07

Substitute (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

03 : 27

(Don’t Give Me) No Lip (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

03 : 43

(I’m Not Your) Stepping Stone (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

03 : 09

Johnny B. Goode (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

02 : 35

Road Runner (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

03 : 44

Watcha Gonna Do About It? (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

02 : 00

Through My Eyes (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

01 : 44

No Fun (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976)

07 : 02

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Track Lyrics

Problems (Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]

Too many problems, oh, why am I here?

I need to be me 'cause you're all too clear

And I can see there's something wrong with you

But what do you expect me to do?

At least I gotta know what I wanna be

Don't come to me if you need pity

Are you lonely? You got no one

You got your body in suspension

[Pre-Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

That's no problem

Problem

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

The problem is you

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

You don't do what you want and you'll fade away

You won't find me working nine to five

It's too much fun being alive

I'm using my feet for my human machine

You won't find me living for the screen

Are you lonely? All needs catered

You got your brains dehydrated

[Pre-Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Problem

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

The problem is you

What you gonna do?

Problem

[Instrumental Break]

[Pre-Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Problem

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

The problem is you

What you gonna do with your problem?

The problem is you

Problem

[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]

I a death trip, but I ain't automatic

You won't find me just staying static

Don't you give me any order

To people like me, there is no order

Bet you thought you had it all worked out

Bet you thought you knew what I was about

Bet you thought you'd solved all your problems

But you are the problem

[Pre-Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Problem

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

The problem is you

What you gonna do with your problem?

I'll leave that to you

Problem, the problem is you

You got a problem

What you gonna do?

[Verse 4: Johnny Rotten]

You're going to a doctor, gonna take you away

They'll take you away and they'll throw away the key

They don't want you and they don't want me

You got a problem, the problem is you

Problem, what you gonna do?

Problem, have you got a problem?

Problem, oh, you got a problem

Problem, problem

[Outro: Johnny Rotten]

Problem, problem

Problem

Pretty Vacant (Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1]

There's no point in asking, you'll get no reply

Oh, just remember I don't decide

I got no reason, it's all too much

You'll always find us out to lunch

[Chorus]

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

A vacant

[Verse 2]

Don't ask us to attend 'cause we're not all there

Oh, I don't pretend 'cause I don't care

I don't believe illusions 'cause too much is real

Stuff your cheap comments 'cause we know what we feel

[Chorus]

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

A vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

And now

And we don't care

[Verse 3]

There's no point in asking, you'll get no reply

Oh, I just remembered I don't decide

I got no reason, it's all too much

You'll always find me out to lunch

We're out at lunch

[Chorus]

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

And now

And we don't care

[Outro]

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

And we don't care

No Feelings (take 1 / Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]

I've seen you in the mirror when the story began

And I fell in love with you, I love your mortal sin

Your brains are locked away, but I love your company

I only ever leave you when you got no money

I got no emotion for anybody else

You better understand I'm in love with myself, myself

My beautiful self

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue

You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue

I kick you in the head, you got nothing to say

Get out of the way 'cause I gotta get away

You never realise I take the piss out of you

You come up and see me and I'll beat you black and blue

All day, I'll send you away

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've got no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself, my beautiful selfish

[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]

There ain't no moonlight after midnight

I see you silly people out looking for delight

Well, I'm so happy, I'm feeling so fine

I'm watching all the rubbish wasting my time

I look around your house, you got nothing to steal

I kick you in the brains when you get down to kneel

And I pray, you pray to your god

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've got no feeling for anybody else

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself

Your daddy's gone away

Be back another day

See his picture hanging on your wall

No Feelings (take 2 / Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]

I've seen you in the mirror when the story began

And I fell in love with you, I love your mortal sin

Your brains are locked away, but I love your company

I only ever leave you when you got no money

I got no emotion for anybody else

You better understand I'm in love with myself, myself

My beautiful self

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue

You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue

I kick you in the head, you got nothing to say

Get out of the way 'cause I gotta get away

You never realise I take the piss out of you

You come up and see me and I'll beat you black and blue

All day, I'll send you away

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've got no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself, my beautiful selfish

[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]

There ain't no moonlight after midnight

I see you silly people out looking for delight

Well, I'm so happy, I'm feeling so fine

I'm watching all the rubbish wasting my time

I look around your house, you got nothing to steal

I kick you in the brains when you get down to kneel

And I pray, you pray to your god

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've got no feeling for anybody else

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself

Your daddy's gone away

Be back another day

See his picture hanging on your wall

No Feelings (take 3 / Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]

I've seen you in the mirror when the story began

And I fell in love with you, I love your mortal sin

Your brains are locked away, but I love your company

I only ever leave you when you got no money

I got no emotion for anybody else

You better understand I'm in love with myself, myself

My beautiful self

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue

You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue

I kick you in the head, you got nothing to say

Get out of the way 'cause I gotta get away

You never realise I take the piss out of you

You come up and see me and I'll beat you black and blue

All day, I'll send you away

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've got no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself, my beautiful selfish

[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]

There ain't no moonlight after midnight

I see you silly people out looking for delight

Well, I'm so happy, I'm feeling so fine

I'm watching all the rubbish wasting my time

I look around your house, you got nothing to steal

I kick you in the brains when you get down to kneel

And I pray, you pray to your god

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've got no feeling for anybody else

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself

Your daddy's gone away

Be back another day

See his picture hanging on your wall

Submission (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]

I'm on a submarine mission for you, baby

I feel the way you were going

I picked you up on my TV screen

I feel your undercurrent flowing

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Sub mission

Going down, down, dragging her down

Sub mission

I can't tell ya what I've found

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

You've got me pretty deep, baby

I can't figure out your watery love

I gotta solve your mystery

You're sitting it out in heaven above

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Sub mission

Going down, down, dragging me down

Sub mission

I can't tell ya what I've found

[Post-Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Well, it's a mystery

Under the sea, in the water

I wanna share it

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Sub mission

Going down, down, dragging her down

Sub mission

I can't tell ya what I've found

[Post-Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

'Cause it's a secret

Under the water, in the sea

It's an octopus rock

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

Got me pretty deep, baby

I can't figure out your watery love

I gotta solve your mystery

You're sitting it out in heaven above

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

Sub mission

Going down, down, you're dragging her down

Sub mission

I can't tell ya what I've found

[Outro: Johnny Rotten]

Sub mission

Going down, down, under the sea

I wanna drown, drown, under the water

Going down, down, under the sea

Seventeen (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]

You're only 29

Got a lot to learn

But when your mummy dies

She will not return

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

We like noise, it's our choice

It's what we wanna do

We don't care about long hair

I don't wear flares

[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]

See my face, not a trace

No reality

I don't work, I just speed

That's all I need

[Bridge: Johnny Rotten]

I'm a lazy sod, I'm lazy sod

I'm a lazy sod, I'm so lazy

Yawn

[Outro: Johnny Rotten]

I'm a lazy sod, I'm lazy Sid

I'm a lazy sod, I'm so lazy

I can't even be bothered

Lazy, lazy

Satellite (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Suburban kid, and you got no name

You're too dumb, baby, and you got no brain

I bet you're all so happy in suburbian dreams

But I'm only laughing; you ain't in my scheme

[Chorus]

Baby

I love you

[Verse 2]

I only ever listen when you're on the phone

From your safety-restricted zone home

When I got nothing better to do

Then there's always you; you're good for my shoe

[Chorus]

Hey, babe

I love you

[Verse 3]

You look at me, and you just can't tell

You're looking like you just came outta hell

Acting like a dirty lavatory

There ain't no bid for your chastity

[Chorus]

Hey, baby

I love you

[Refrain]

I'm in love

I'm really in love

[Verse 4]

Try and join the scene, but you're too obscene

You're looking like a big, fat, pink, baked bean

How did you figure that you'd be any use

When all's you're gonna get is my abuse?

[Chorus]

Hey, babe

I love you

[Verse 5]

You know I don't like where you come from

It's just a satellite of London

And when you look me in the eye

I just remember I wanna die

[Chorus]

Hey, babe

I love you

[Outro]

I can't take no more

Just stop

I Wanna Be Me (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1]

Turn the page

And it's the scoop of the century

Don't wanna be L7

I had enough of this

This is brainwash

And this is a clue

To the stars who fool you

[Pre-Chorus]

Tell me why you can't explain

You're only looking for vinyl

[Chorus]

Yeah, didn't they fool you?

They wanna be you

[Verse 2]

Gimme World War Three

We can live again

You didn't fool me

I fooled you

You wanna be me

Yeah, you wanna be me

You wanna be someone

Ruin someone

[Chorus]

Yeah, didn't I fool you?

I ruined you

Yeah, didn't I fool you?

I sussed you out

[Verse 3]

I got you in the camera

And I got you in my camera

A second of your life

Ruined for life

You wanna ruin me in your magazine

You wanna cover us in margarine

[Chorus]

And now is the time

You got the time

To realise

To have real eyes

[Refrain]

No, no, no, no, no, no

No!

[Bridge]

Down, down, down, down

And I'll take you down on the underground

Down in the dark

And down in the crypt

Down in the dark

Where the typewriter fit

[Chorus]

Down with your pen and pad

Ready to kill

To make me ill

Down, wanna be someone

Wanna be someone

Need to be someone

You wanna be me

[Outro]

Ruin me

A typewriter god

A black-and-white king

PVC

Blackboard books

Black and white

Wanna be me

Pretty Vacant (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1]

There's no point in asking, you'll get no reply

Oh, just remember I don't decide

I got no reason, it's all too much

You'll always find us out to lunch

[Chorus]

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

A vacant

[Verse 2]

Don't ask us to attend 'cause we're not all there

Oh, I don't pretend 'cause I don't care

I don't believe illusions 'cause too much is real

Stuff your cheap comments 'cause we know what we feel

[Chorus]

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

A vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

And now

And we don't care

[Verse 3]

There's no point in asking, you'll get no reply

Oh, I just remembered I don't decide

I got no reason, it's all too much

You'll always find me out to lunch

We're out at lunch

[Chorus]

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

We're vacant

Oh, we're so pretty, oh, so pretty

And now

And we don't care

[Outro]

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

We're pretty

A pretty vacant

And we don't care

Anarchy in the UK (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Intro]

Right now

[Verse 1]

I am an Antichrist

I am an anarchist

Don't know what I want, but I know how to get it

I wanna destroy passersby

[Chorus]

'Cause I wanna be anarchy

No dog's body

[Verse 2]

Anarchy for the U.K., it's coming sometime and maybe

I give a wrong time, stop at traffic line

Your future dream is a shopping scheme

[Chorus]

'Cause I, I wanna be anarchy

In the city

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]

How many ways to get what you want

I use the best, I use the rest

I use the enemy

I use anarchy

[Chorus]

'Cause I wanna be anarchy

It's the only way to be

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 4]

Is this the M.P.L.A.?

Or is this the U.D.A.?

Or is this the I.R.A.?

I thought it was the U.K.

Or just another country

Another council tenancy

[Outro]

I wanna be anarchy

And I wanna be anarchy

Know what I mean?

And I wanna be anarchist

I get pissed, destroy

No Feelings (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1: Johnny Rotten]

I've seen you in the mirror when the story began

And I fell in love with you, I love your mortal sin

Your brains are locked away, but I love your company

I only ever leave you when you got no money

I got no emotion for anybody else

You better understand I'm in love with myself, myself

My beautiful self

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]

Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue

You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue

I kick you in the head, you got nothing to say

Get out of the way 'cause I gotta get away

You never realise I take the piss out of you

You come up and see me and I'll beat you black and blue

All day, I'll send you away

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've got no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself, my beautiful selfish

[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]

There ain't no moonlight after midnight

I see you silly people out looking for delight

Well, I'm so happy, I'm feeling so fine

I'm watching all the rubbish wasting my time

I look around your house, you got nothing to steal

I kick you in the brains when you get down to kneel

And I pray, you pray to your god

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've got no feeling for anybody else

I've no feeling, I've no feeling

I've no feeling for anybody else

Except for myself

Your daddy's gone away

Be back another day

See his picture hanging on your wall

Anarchy in the UK (take 2 / Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Intro]

Right now

[Verse 1]

I am an Antichrist

I am an anarchist

Don't know what I want, but I know how to get it

I wanna destroy passersby

[Chorus]

'Cause I wanna be anarchy

No dog's body

[Verse 2]

Anarchy for the U.K., it's coming sometime and maybe

I give a wrong time, stop at traffic line

Your future dream is a shopping scheme

[Chorus]

'Cause I, I wanna be anarchy

In the city

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 3]

How many ways to get what you want

I use the best, I use the rest

I use the enemy

I use anarchy

[Chorus]

'Cause I wanna be anarchy

It's the only way to be

[Guitar Solo]

[Verse 4]

Is this the M.P.L.A.?

Or is this the U.D.A.?

Or is this the I.R.A.?

I thought it was the U.K.

Or just another country

Another council tenancy

[Outro]

I wanna be anarchy

And I wanna be anarchy

Know what I mean?

And I wanna be anarchist

I get pissed, destroy

Substitute (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse 1]

You think that we look pretty good together

And you think my shoes are made of leather

[Pre-Chorus]

But I'm a substitute for another guy

I look pretty tall, but my heels are high

The simple things are all complicated

I look pretty young, but I'm just backdated, yeah

[Chorus]

Substitute your lies for fact

I see right through your wanker's mac

Look great in white, but your dad is Black

My mohair suit was made out of sack

[Verse 2]

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth

The north side of town faced east

And the east was facing south

[Pre-Chorus]

And now you dare to look me in the eye

Those crocodile tears are what you cry

It's a genuine problem, only you won't try

To work it out somehow, it'll pass you by

[Chorus]

Substitute your lies for fact

I see right through your plastic mac

I look great in white, but my dad is Black

My mohair suit was made out of sack

[Instrumental Break]

[Chorus]

Substitute and that's a fact

I see right through a plastic mac

I look great in white, but my dad is Black

My mohair suit was made out of sack

[Outro]

Substitute

I'm substitute

(Don’t Give Me) No Lip (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

1 ContributorNo Lip LyricsDon't give me no lip child

Don't you talk back to me

A no lip child

That ain't the way it's gonna be

If you wanna my love true, true lovin'

Better stop

Pushin' and a shovin'

Don't you give me no lip child

And I mean what I say

No lip child

Or you'll be sorry one day

Breakin' outta my room

You'd better stop

Pushin' and a-shovin'

No more lip

No lip child

Don't you talk back to me

You're no lip child

Ain't the way it's gonna be

Breakin' outta my room

And you'd better stop

You'll be (???)

Oh give me no lip child

And I mean what I say

You're no lip child

You'll be sorry one day

You're breakin' outta my room

And you'd better stop

You'll be (???)

No more lip

No lip

(repeat outro)

(I’m Not Your) Stepping Stone (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

1 ContributorStepping Stone LyricsI, I, I, I, I'm not your stepping stone

I, I, I, I, I'm not your stepping stone

You're trying to make your mark in society

Using all the tricks that you used on me

You're reading all those high fashion magazines

The clothes you're wearin' girl are causing public scenes

I said, I ,I ,I ,I'm not your stepping stone

I, I, I, I, I'm not your stepping stone

Not your stepping stone, not your stepping stone

When I first met you girl you didn't have no shoes

Now you're walking 'round like you're front page news

You've been awful careful 'bout the friends you choose

But you won't find my name in your book of who's who

I said, I, I, I, I, I'm not your stepping stone

I, I, I, I, I'm not your stepping stone

Not your stepping stone, not your stepping stone

Johnny B. Goode (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

6 ContributorsJohnny B Goode LyricsPaul (?): 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, fuck off...

Ayanlouisiannayaya New Orleans

Awasabadababyanalittle 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, fuck, 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 fuckin' awful -- stop it

Stop it; it's fuckin' awful!

Aaah!

Tolchock!

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 fuckin' 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 fuckin' people's songs?

Oi! Brrrrrrr!

Oi! Do we know an...

Oi! Do we know any other fucking songs that we can do?

Do we know any other songs that we can do? I can't think of any

Road Runner (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Intro]

Duh ug duh duh duh duh mah eyah

I donno the words!

I donno'ow it starts; I've forgotten it!

Hold on; stop the segment. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop

Check out what how it starts. What's the first line?

One, two, three, four, five, six!

Alright, can you start at the beginning, here?

Roadrunner, roadrunner, it's not 'ard!

I can't hear you, Paul

Roadrunner, roadrunner, go...

[Verse]

Going bout thousand miles an hour

Euhlalalalala

Awith the radio on

Aroadrunner, roadrunner

Aeuhmuh faster miles an hour

Oh, God, I don't know it...

I drove past the Stop 'n' Shop

And I wak by the Stop 'n' Shop

An' I flarala wahbah Stop Shop

Had the radio on

Have touch with the modern world

I fell in love with the modern world

Fell in love with (WTF)

Have the radio on

Roadrunner, roadrunner

Agoin' bout a thousand miles an hour

Felt in touch with with modern world

In love with the modern world

Alright, here we go now

Goin' twenty-eight miles an hour

It's all cold here in the dark

Fifty thousand watts of power

Agoin' bout a thousand miles an hour

Awith the radio on

Roadrunner, roadrunner

Oh, God, I don't know it

It's fuckin' ridiculous

Wish I had the words...

Roadrunner, roadrunner

Agoin' bout thousand miles an hour

I felt in touch with the modern world

I fell in love with 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 fuckin' peoples songs?

'Ey? Brrrrrrr!

'Ey? Do we know an...

'Ey? Do we know any other fucking songs that we can do?

Watcha Gonna Do About It? (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

4 ContributorsWatcha Gonna Do About It? LyricsI want you to know that I hate ya baby

I want you to know I don't care

I'm happy when you're not around me lady

I'm glad when you're not there

Watcha gonna do about it?

Watcha gonna do?

Watcha gonna do about it?

Whatcha gonna do?

Whatcha going to do?

I want you to know that i hate ya baby

I want you to know i don't care

I'm happy when you're not around me lady

I'm glad when you're not there

Watcha gonna do about it?

Watcha gonna do?

Watcha gonna do about it?

Whatcha going to do?

Oh man, I'm overwhelmed

It's all too much

Through My Eyes (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

[Verse]

Well I don't know Johnny B Goode

No, do Through My Eyes

No, I know how it goes

If you could see through my eyes

You would get a big surprise

Things you never seen before

Things you haven't seen, I'm sure

Through-o-o, my eyes

Through my eyeees-ahhh

Come on

Do it

The fucking worse it is, the better

Oi, the worse it is, the better

Because it's a load of shit anyway

I know I use it, I haven't heard it years

And you couldn't play it right...hehehe

You remember, you could, no no...could never get it right

Because it's a such weird tune

You have to be fucking jumped up to do it

Just posed for the jumped

No Fun (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

8 ContributorsNo Fun LyricsRight

Here we go now

A sociology lecture

With a bit of psychology

A bit of neurology

A bit of fuck-ology

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 going out or maybe stay at home

Maybe call somebody on the telephone

So come on, my baby, come on, so come on

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

Oh, it's no fun all alone

All alone, no fun

No fun all alone

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

No fun, I'm alone

No fun, I'm alive

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 going out and maybe stay at home

Maybe call somebody on the telephone

So come on

I'm all alone, so come on

Oh, come and play

I'm alone, I'm alone

With nobody else

I'm alone, I'm alone

All by myself

And I want some fun with somebody else

My baby's alone on the lavatory

My baby won't come play with me

I'm alone

All alone and I'm looking at the telephone

I'm alone, I'm alone, I'm all alone

I got nobody else

I want my fun

I'm gonna make my own fun

All alone, I'm alive

All alone, it's no fun

All alone, I'm alive

No fun, no fun

No fun

All by myself, come on

I'm all alone so come on

Come play with me and I want my fun

I want someone else

I want some fun and I'm all alone

I'm all alone, no fun

It's no fun

Not funny

It's not funny

It's no fun, it's not funny

I'm by myself, I'm alive

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Problems (Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

Pretty Vacant (Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

No Feelings (take 1 / Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

No Feelings (take 2 / Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

No Feelings (take 3 / Chris Spedding session / 1976) Lyrics

Submission (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Seventeen (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Satellite (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

I Wanna Be Me (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Pretty Vacant (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Anarchy in the UK (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

No Feelings (Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Anarchy in the UK (take 2 / Dave Goodman Decibel studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Substitute (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

(Don’t Give Me) No Lip (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

(I’m Not Your) Stepping Stone (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Johnny B. Goode (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Road Runner (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Watcha Gonna Do About It? (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

Through My Eyes (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics

No Fun (Dave Goodman Wessex studio session / 1976) Lyrics