Sex Pistols

Untitled
Verfügbare Informationen zu "Sex Pistols"

  • Qualität des Beitrags: 0 Sterne
  • Beteiligte Poster: swiss_cow
  • Forenurl: Klick
  • aus dem Unterforum: US-Lyrics
  • Antworten: 1
  • Forum gestartet am: Samstag 22.04.2006
  • Sprache: deutsch
  • Link zum Originaltopic: Sex Pistols
  • Letzte Antwort: vor 17 Jahren, 10 Monaten, 27 Tagen, 22 Stunden, 59 Minuten
  • Alle Beiträge und Antworten zu "Sex Pistols"

    Re: Sex Pistols

    swiss_cow - 29.04.2006, 13:29

    Sex Pistols
    "Anarchy In The U.K."

    Right! Now ha ha ha...

    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
    Now don't worry

    Anarchy for the UK
    It's coming sometime and maybe
    I give a wrong time stop a traffic line
    Your future dream is a shopping scheme

    'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
    In the city

    How many ways to get what you want
    I use the best
    I use the rest
    I use the N.M.E
    I use Anarchy

    'Cause I wanna be Anarchy
    It's the only way to be

    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 UK
    Or just another country
    Another council tenancy

    I wanna be Anarchy
    And I wanna be Anarchy
    (Oh what a name)

    And I wanna be an anarchist
    (I get pissed, destroy!)

    "God Save The Queen"

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

    God save the queen
    She ain't no human being
    There is no future
    In England's dreaming

    Don't be told what you want
    Don't be told what you need
    There's no future, no future,
    No future for you

    God save the queen
    We mean it man
    We love our queen
    God saves

    God save the queen
    'Cause tourists are money
    And our figurehead
    Is not what she seems

    Oh God save history
    God save your mad parade
    Oh Lord God have mercy
    All crimes are paid

    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, you're future

    God save the queen
    We mean it man
    We love our queen
    God saves

    God save the queen
    We mean it man
    And there is no future
    In England's dreaming

    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
    For you

    "Johnny B. Goode / Road Runner"

    [Paul:] We'll play Johnny B. Goode; he'll sing Through My Eyes.

    [Other voice:] (???)

    [Paul:] Tell John. Tell him.

    [Johnny:] What?

    [Paul:] Tell him. He can't hear me in here

    [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!
    Hate songs like that!
    The pits!
    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! Torture.
    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?

    [Paul:] One, two, three, four, five, six!

    [Johnny:] Alright, can you start at the beginning, then?

    [Paul:] Roadrunner, roadrunner, It's not 'ard!

    [Johnny:] I can't hear you, Paul.

    [Paul:] Roadrunner, roadrunner, go...

    [Johnny:]
    Going thousand miles an hour
    Euhlalalalala
    Awith the radio on
    Aroadrunner, roadrunner
    Aeuhmuh thousand miles an hour
    Oh, God, I don't know it...
    I drove past the Stop 'n' Shop
    And I wah by the Stop 'n' Shop
    An' I flarala wahbah Stop Shop
    Have the radio on
    Have touch with the modern world
    I fell in love with the modern world
    Fell in love with (???)
    Have the radio on
    Roadrunner, roadrunner
    Agoin' 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 watta power
    It's all cold here in the dark
    Fifty thousand watts of power
    Agoin' thousand miles an hour
    Awith the radio on
    Roadrunner, roadrunner
    Oh, God, I don't know it
    It's fucking ridiculous
    Wish I had the words...
    Roadrunner, roadrunner
    Agoin' 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' people's songs?
    'Ey? Brrrrrrr!
    'Ey? Do we know an...
    'Ey? 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.

    "My Way"

    And now, the end is near
    And so I face the final curtain
    You cunt, I'm not a queer
    I'll state my case of which I'm certain
    I've lived a life that's full
    And each and every highway
    And yet, much more than this
    I did it my way

    Regrets I've had a few
    But then again, too few to mention
    I did what I had to do
    I saw it through without exemption
    I've planned each charted course
    Each careful step along the highway
    And more, much more than this
    I did it my way

    There were times,
    I'm sure you knew
    When there was fuck, fuck
    Fuck all else to do
    But through it all,
    When there was doubt
    I shot it up or kicked it out
    I faced 'em all and the world
    And did it my way

    I've loved and been a snide
    I've had my fill, my share of losing
    And now the tears subside
    I find it all so amusing
    To think, I killed a cat
    And might I say not in the gay way
    Oh no, oh no, not me
    I did it my way

    For what is a Brit,
    What has he got
    When he wears hats and he cannot
    Say the things he truly feels
    But only the words
    Of one who kneels
    The record shows,
    I've got no clothes
    And did it my way

    "Schools Are Prisons"

    They took the best years of my life
    And made it so I couldn’t decide
    I don't turn this want
    To make beautiful word that goes on and on
    And on and on
    Those 13 years in prison
    Didn’t teach me how to love
    They say they have their reasons
    All coming from above
    You can forget the seasons inside your factory
    There's one thing they can't teach you is how to feel free
    And stand alone in a beautiful world
    We have to respond...
    Schools are prisons
    Forget the seasons
    Schools are prisons
    Schools are one of the reasons for this waste of the spring
    And where to begin
    Outside or within
    It took the best years of my life
    And made it so I couldn’t decide
    Statistic as in prisons
    Statistic as in life
    They say they had their reasons
    But coming from above
    You got what their decisions inside your factory
    But one thing they can't teach you is how to feel free
    And stand up in the beautiful world
    We only respond...
    Schools are prisons
    Forget the seasons
    Schools are prisons
    One of the reasons for this waste of the spring
    Where to begin
    Outside or within
    Schools are prisons
    Forget the seasons
    Schools are prisons
    One of the reasons
    Schools are prisons
    Forget the seasons
    Schools are prisons
    One of the reasons for this waste of the spring



    Mit folgendem Code, können Sie den Beitrag ganz bequem auf ihrer Homepage verlinken



    Weitere Beiträge aus dem Forum Untitled



    Ähnliche Beiträge wie "Sex Pistols"

    [Biete Movie] Sex Friend I & II - Finder (Donnerstag 14.09.2006)
    Sex International - Träumer (Donnerstag 10.02.2005)
    Guess the Sex of the baby , SIMI :) - Jasmin (Montag 27.02.2006)
    Sex an ungewöhnlichen Orten? - ParanoiA (Dienstag 10.04.2007)
    Klassiker: Sex Pistols - VoicesInsideMyHead (Sonntag 30.04.2006)
    Sex MIT zwei kerlen - Finchen (Donnerstag 01.03.2007)
    Sex in Games? - Saschisch (Freitag 07.04.2006)
    wann hatten sie das letzte mal sex? - cojones (Mittwoch 16.08.2006)
    sex in der schwangerschaft + urlaub auf erden - lady Cron (Donnerstag 15.02.2007)
    Sex in the office - Matej Komprej (Samstag 16.09.2006)