Sex Pistols
Sex Pistols - New York (Lookin' For A Kiss) songtekst
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An imitation from New York, you’re made in Japan From cheese and chalk, you’re hippy tarts hero 'Cause 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 well playing Maxs' 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, you're in a rut Still out on those pills Do you remember? You four years on, you still look the same I think about time, you changed your brain You’re just a pile of shit, you’re coming to this Poor little fagot, you’re sealed with a kiss, kiss me Do you remember? Think it’s swell playing in Japan, everybody knows Japan is a dishpan You’re just a pile of shit, you’re coming to this You poor little fagot, sealed with a kiss Still out on those pills Cheap thrills anadins A kiss, a kiss looking for a kiss You four years on and you still look the same I think about time you changed your brain I think about time you changed your name A kiss, looking for a kiss Looking for a kiss, looking for final a kiss