New York Lyrics by Sex Pistols

An imitation from new york
Youre made in japan
From cheese and chalk
Youre hippy tarts hero
cos you put on a bad show
You put on a bad show
Oh dont it show

Still oh out on those pills
Oh do you remember

Think its well playing maxs kansas
Youre looking bored
And youre 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
Do the sambo
You four years on
You still look the same
I think about time
You changed your brain
Youre just a pile of shit
Youre coming to this
Ya poor little faggot
Youre sealed with a kiss
Kiss me

Think its swell playing in japan
When everybody knows japan is a dishpan
Youre just a pile of shit
Youre coming to this
You poor little faggot
Youre sealed with a kiss

Still oh out on those pills
Cheap thrills anadins
Aspros anything youre condemned
To eternal bullshit
Youre sealed with a kiss
Kiss me
A kiss a kiss youre sealed with a kiss
A looking for a kiss youre coming to this
I wanna kiss anything oh kiss this eh boy