Sex Pistols

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(I'm Not Your) Stepping Stone lyrics
I 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 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

Problems lyrics
Too many problems
Oh why am I here
I don't need to be me
'Cos you're all too clear
Well I can see
There's something wrong with you
But what do you excepth me to do?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be
Don't come to me if you need pitty
Are you lonely you got no one
You get your body in suspension
That's no problem problem
Problem the problem is you

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
You don't do what you want
Then you'll fade away
You won't find me working
Nine to five
It's too much fun a being alive
I'm using my feet for my human machine
You wan't find me living for the screen
Are you lonely all your needs catered
You got your brains dehydrated

Problem problem
Problem the problems is you
What you gonna do

Problem problem
Problem the problems is you
What you gonna do with your problem

In a death trip I ain't automatic
You won't find me just staying static
Don't give me any orders
For 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

Problem problem
Problem the problem is you
What you gonna do with your problem
I'll leave it to you
Problem their problem is you
You got a problem
Oh what you gonna do

They know a doctor
Gonna take you away
They take you away
And throw away the key
They don't want you
And they don't want me
You got a problem
The problem is you
Problem the problem is you
What you gonna do
Problem problem problem

Problem problem problem
Problem problem problem
Problem problem problem

Punk Rock Christmas lyrics

black sabbath
oi
Yeh
Its gonna to be
a punk rock christmas this year,
even santas gonna be
a sex pistol for a day
all those christmas trees swinging safety pins from their leaves

its gonna be
a punk rock christmas this year

there are 4 singers changing their styles for a day,
and the queen will sing
anarchy in the UK
and old Mick Jagger will look daft -
strangle a swagger
yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh, yeh baby

Rick Wakeman will take up the electric guitar, ha
and Johnny Ramone will get a sled for a car,
theres a group called The Damned, they say
who play the four mournsmen in a play, in a play, in A PLAY!!

its gonna be, haha
a punk rock christmas this year
even santas gonna be
a sex pistol for a day
all those christmas trees swinging safety pins from their leaves

its gonna be
a punk rock christmas this year

(santa and sid having on a conversation about what he wants for christmas)

we're gonna give ya
a punk rock christmas this year
and im gonna give you
a nice sweater all ripped to shreads,
get mum and dad a sheet
get some safety pins for their cheeks
its gonna be
a punk rock christmas this year
a punk rock christmas this year
a punk rock christmas this year
a punk rock christmas this year
you know you love me like you do (punk rock christmas this year)
Whole country's going to the dogs (punk rock christmas this year)
only thing that's left (punk rock christmas this year)
Yeh, a punk rock, rock an roll(punk rock christmas this year)

Satellite lyrics
Suburban kid, ya got no name
Two ton(e) baby and ya got no brain
I bet you're only happy in suburbian dreams
But I'm only laughing cause you ain't in my scheme

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you

I only ever listen when you're on the phone
From your safety where you sit at home
When I got nothin' better to do
Then there is always you
Cause you're good for my shoe

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you

I'm in love
Yeah in love
Oh, can't you feel it?

No I don't like where you come from
It's just a satellite of London
And when you look me in the eye
Just remember that I wanna die

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you

You're the name but you can't tell
Lookin' like you just came outta hell
How did ya figure that'd you'd any use?
All you're gonna get is my abuse

Hey baby
I love you
I love you
I love you
I love you

Seventeen lyrics
You're only 29
Got a lot to learn
But when your mummy dies
She will not return

We like noise it's our choice
It's what we wanna do
We don't care about long hairs
I don't wear flares

See my face not a trace
No reality
I don't work I just speed
That's all I need

I'm a lazy sod, I'm lazy sod
I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy
I'm a lazy sod I'm lazy sod
I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy
I can't even be bothered
Lazy Lazy

Sex On 45 lyrics
Hey, hey
Remember that day
In 1976
When London Town was boring
Until along came this

You're only 29
You Gotta lot to learn
I'm a lazy sod
I'm a lazy sd

A no feelings
A no feelings
For anybody else
Except for my self

Turn the page and it's
The scoop of the century
Dont wanna be L seven I had enough of this
This is brainwash and this is a clue
To the stars who fooled you

There's no point in asking you'll get no reply
Oh just remember a don't decide
I got no reason it's too all much
You'll always find us out to lunch, out on lunch

Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Oh we're so pretty
Oh so pretty we're vacant
Ah but now and we don't care

God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
Potential H-bomb

When there's no future
How can there be sin
We're the flowers in the dustbin
We're the poison in your human machine
We're the future for you

I am an antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want
But I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passerby

'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
In the UK

No future no future
No future for you
No future no future
No future for me

No future no future
No future for you
No future no future
No future for you
No future no future for you

Silly Thing lyrics
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

Something Else lyrics
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

Submission lyrics
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

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found

You've got me pretty deep baby
I can't figure out your watery love
I gotta solve your mystery
Your sitting it out in heaven above

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell you what I've found
For there's a mystery
Under the sea under a water
Come share it

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found
'Cos it's a secret
Under the water under the sea
Octopus Rock

Got me pretty deep baby
I can't figure out your watery love
I gotta solve your mystery
Your sitting it out in heaven above

Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found

Submission Submission
Going down down under the sea
I wanna drown drown under the water
Going down down under the sea

Substitute lyrics
[Originally by The Who]

You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather

But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my heels are high
The simple things you see are all complicated
I look pretty young, but I'm just back-dated, yeah

Substitute your lies for fact
I can see right through your plastic mac
I look all white, but my dad was black
My fine looking suit is really made out of sack

I was born with a plastic spoon in my mouth
The north side of my town faced east, and the east was facing south
And now you dare to look me in the eye
Those crocodile tears are what you cry
It's a genuine problem, you won't try
To work it out at all you just pass it by, pass it by

Substitute me for him
Substitute my coke for gin
Substitute you for my mum
At least I'll get my washing done

Who Killed Bambi lyrics
Gentle pretty thing
Who only had one spring
You bravely faced the world
Ready for anything
I'm happy that you lived
For your life is mine
What have I except to cry
Spirit never die
Birds of the air
Beasts of the earth
Overjoyed at Bambi's birth they gambolled in the glade

[Chorus]
Who killed Bambi? [x9]

Murder murder murder
Someone should be angry
The crime of the century
Who shot little Bambi
Never trust a hippie
'Cause I love punky Bambi
I'll kill to find the killer
In that rotten roll army
All the spikey punkers
Believers in the ruins
With one big shout
They all cry out
Who killed Bambi?

[Chorus x2]

You Need Hands lyrics
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...