Sex Pistols Lyrics
2. 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.
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