Sex Pistols

[DrinChe]

I'm A Lazy Sod

You're only 29
Gotta lot to learn
about when your business dies
you will not return

we like noise, it's a choice
it's what we wanna do
we don't care about long hair
we go with flares

see my face, it's not a trace
no reality
I don't work
I just speed that's all that I need

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

Lazy

I'm a lazy sod
I'm not a lazy snood
I'm a lazy sod

Lazy!

[DrinChe]

Belsen Was A Gas (Ronnie Biggs Movie Version)

[Spoken:] Ok this time for real...
"Belsen Was A Gasser"


Belsen was a gas I heard the other day
In the open graves where the Jews all lay
Life is fun and I wish you were here
They wrote on 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 lot

Kill a man, be a man, kill a man...

Wonder what the Jews would say
If I told them where Boorman was today
Would they start a vendetta
You'd better ask Ernie Ledbetter

Ledbetter, Ledbetter, Ledbetter....

[DrinChe]

Friggin' In The Riggin'

It was on the good ship Venus
By Christ, you should've seen us
The figurehead was a whore in bed
And the mast was a mammoth penis

The captain of this lugger
He was a dirty bugger
He wasn't fit to shovel shit
From one place to another


Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There was fuck all else to do

The captain's name was Morgan
By Christ, he was a gorgon
Ten times a day sweet tunes he'd play
On his fucking organ

The first mate's name was Cooper
By Christ he was a trooper.
He jerked and jerked until he worked
Himself into a stupor



The second mate was Andy
By Christ, he had a dandy
Till they crushed his cock with a jagged rock
For cumming in the brandy

The cabin boy was Flipper
He was a fucking nipper
He stuffed his ass with broken glass
And circumcised the skipper



The Captain's wife was Mabel
To fuck she was not able
So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits
Across the barroom table

The Captain had a daughter
Who fell in deep sea water
Delighted squeals revealed that eels
Had found 'er sexual quarters

[DrinChe]

Something Else

Look at that
Here she comes
Here comes that girl again
One of the cutest since I don't know when
But she don't notice me when I pass
She goes with all the guys from outta my class
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
She's sure fine lookin', man, she's something else

Look at that
'Cross the street
There's a car built just for me
To own a car would be a luxury
But right now I can't afford the gas
A brand new convertible is out of my class
But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself
That car's fine lookin', man, it's something else

Hey, look at that
Just wait and see
Worked hard and saved my dough
I buy that car and then I roll up with Joe
Get me that girl and we go ridin' around
We look real sharp with the wide top down
I keep on dreamin' and thinkin' to myself
When it all comes true, man, that's something else

Hey, look at that
What's all this?
Never thought I'd do this before
But here I'm a-knockin' on her door
My car's out front and it's all mine
It's a '41 job not a '59
I got that girl and I'm thinkin' to myself
She's sure fine lookin', man, she's something else

[DrinChe]

Silly Thing

What you see, you can get
Nothing's free, nothing's said
Don't be fooled by the signs
Don't read in between the lines

What you're gonna say
What you're gonna do
Now you've missed out once again
But I thought you knew

Oh you silly thing
You've really gone and done it now
Oh you silly thing
You really gone and done it now

Trouble here, trouble there
People stop just to stare
What's the use of wasting time
Just move on, leave 'em all behind

What you're gonna say
What you're gonna do
Now you've missed out once again
But I thought you knew

Oh you silly thing
You've really gone and done it now
Oh you silly thing
You've really gone and done it now

Can't you ever depend
On someone you call a friend
When you see the naked eyes
You don't even ask 'em why
You don't even ask 'em why

Oh you silly thing
You've really gone and done it now
Oh you silly thing
You've really gone and done it now

[DrinChe]

You Need Hands

You need hands to hold someone you care for....
When you fear...nobody wants to know you
You need hands to brush away the tears....

When you hold the brand new baby
You need tender hands to guide them all the way
You need hands to thank the Lord for living....
And forgiving us this day....

You need hands to show the world you're happy
And you need hands when you have to stop the bus....
But the hands that we love so dear
Are the hands that we love to hear
Are the hands that You give to us.....
Everybody holds the hands that You give to us...

[DrinChe]

U novembru 2007. na Brikston Akademiji u Londonu,ponovo oni,na kratko.

Bunt sa "Never Mind The Bollocks, Here's The Sex Pistols" šifriran na sledećem albumu,"The Greatest Rock'n'Roll Swindle"

L'Anarchie Pour Le UK

[French Version By L. Brennon]

Moi, je suis l'ant©christ
Moi, je suis l'anarchiste
Ja ne sais pas ce que je
Veux mais je l'aurai
Je veux semer la terreur dans la rue

Car moi, je veux l'anarchie

Anarchie pour UK
Ça y est presque d©j
Je d©sunis Royaume-Uni
Avec ces r¨ves de prisunic !

Oui, moi, je veux l'anarchie
Le temps de la cit©, c'est fini!

Tout est bon pour y arriver
Je prends le meilleur et aussi le reste
Je me sers de mes ennemis
Je me sers de l'anarchie!

Car moi, je veux l'anarchie
Et c'est la seule façon d'ªtre!

Est-ce que c'est l'M.P.L.A.?
Ou bien encore l'U.D.A.?
Ou alors c'est peut-ªtre l'I.R.A.?
Moi, j'ai pen© que c'©tait UK!
Ou un autre pays
On a tous nos bidonvilles

Moi, je suis l'anarchie
Oui, moi, je suis l'anarchie
Et vive l'anarchie
Et moi, je veux ªtre anarchiste
Et ªtre saoul, a en crever !