God save the Sex Pistols, they're a bunch of wholesome blokes They just like wearing filthy clothes and swapping filthy jokes God save television, keep the programs pure God save William Grundy from falling in manure Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul for punk God save Martin Boorman and Nazis on the run They wasn't being wicked, God, that was their idea of fun God save Myra Hindley, God save Ian Brady Even though he's horrible and she ain't what you call a lady Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul for punk Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul for punk God save politicians, God save our friends, the pigs God save Idi Amin and God save Ronald Biggs God save all us sinners, God save your blackest sheep God save the good Samaritan and God save the worthless creep Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul for punk Ronnie Biggs was doing time until he done a bunk Now he says he's seen the light and he sold his soul He sold his soul, he sold his own soul, soul for punk © THREE SHADOWS MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com