Just Me - Sex Pistols

Turn the page and it’s

The scoop of the century

Don’t want to be L seven I had enough of this

This is brainwash and this is a clue

To the stars who fooled you

Tell me why you can’t explain

You’re only looking for vinyl yeah

Didn’t they fool you, they want to be you

Gimme World War III we can live again

You didn’t fool me, but I fooled you

You want to be me yeah you want to be me

You want to be someone, ruin someone

Yeah, didn’t I fool you I ruined you yeah

Didn’t I fool you I sussed you out

I got you in the camera and

I got you in my camera

A second of your life ruined for life

You want to ruin me in your magazine

You want to cover us in margarine

And now is the time you got the time

To realize, to have real eyes

Down down down down

And I’ll take you down on the underground

Down in the dark and down in the crypt

Down in the dark where the typewriter fit

Down with your pen and pad ready to kill

To make me ill

Down want to be someone you want to be someone

Ruin someone

Make it as someone you wanna to be me ruin me

A typewriter god a black and white king

PVC blackboard books black and white

I wanna to be me