Artist: sex pistols
Song: dolls
Year: 1999
An imitation from New York
You're made in Japan from cheese and chalk
You're hippy tarts hero 'cos you put on a bad show
You put on a bad show, oh don't it show
Still, out on those pills
Do you remember?
Think it's swell playing Max's Kansas
You're looking bored and you're acting flash
With nothing in your gut you better keep your mouth shut
You better keep your mouth shut in a rut
Still, out on those pills
Do you remember?
Four years on you still look the same
I think it's 'bout time you changed your brain
You're just a pile of shit, you're coming to this
Poor little faggot, you're sealed with a kiss
Four years on you still look the same
I think it's 'bout time you changed your brain
You're just a pile of shit, you're coming to this
Poor little faggot, you're sealed with a kiss
Still, out on those pills
Thought you cahnged
Looking for a kiss
A kiss, a kiss you're looking for a kiss
Looking for a kiss, you're coming to this
Four years on you still look the same
I think it's 'bout time you changed your brain
A kiss, a kiss, looking for a kiss
Now, now, now
