There′s no point in asking you′ll get no reply Oh just remember I don′t decide I got no reason it′s too all much You′ll always find us out to lunch Oh we′re so pretty Oh so pretty we′re vacant Oh we′re so pretty Oh so pretty A vacant Don′t ask us to attend ′cos we′re not all there Oh don′t pretend ′cos I don′t care I don′t believe illusions ′cos too much is real So stop you′re cheap comment ′cos we know what we feel Oh we′re so pretty Oh so pretty we′re vacant Oh we′re so pretty Oh so pretty we′re vacant Ah but now and we don′t care There′s no point in asking you′ll get no reply Oh just remember a don′t decide I got no reason it′s too all much You′ll always find me out to lunch We′re out on lunch Oh we′re so pretty Oh so pretty we′re vacant Oh we′re so pretty Oh so pretty we′re vacant Oh we′re so pretty Oh so pretty ah But now and we don′t care We′re pretty A pretty vacant We′re pretty A pretty vacant We′re pretty A pretty vacant We′re pretty A pretty vacant And we don′t care
And now, the end is near And so I face the final curtain You cunt, Iґm not a queer Iґll state my case, of which Iґm certain Iґve lived a life thatґs full And each and every highway And yet, much more than this I did it my way
And yes, Iґve had a few But then again, too few to mention But dig, what I have to fo Iґll see it through with no devotion Of that, take care and just Be careful along the highway And more, much more than this I did it my way
There were times, Iґm sure you knew When there was nothing fucking else to do But through it all, when there was doubt I shot it up or kicked it out I fought the just as before And did it my way
God save the queen The fascist regime They made you a moron Potential H-bomb God save the queen She aint no human being There is no future In England′s dreaming Don′t be told what you want Don′t be told what you need There′s no future no future No future for you God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves God save the queen ′Cos tourists are money Our figures head Is not what she seems Oh god save history God save your mad parade Oh lord god have mercy All crimes are paid When there′s no future How can there be sin We′re the flowers in the dustbin We′re the poison in your human machine We′re the future you′re future God save the queen We mean it man We love our queen God saves God save the queen We mean it man And there is no future In England′s dreaming No future no future No future for you No future no future No future for me No future no future No future for you No future no future No future for you No future no future for you
Right! Now ha, ha, I am an antichrist I am an anarchist Don′t know what I want But I know how to get i I wanna destroy the passerby ′Cause I wanna be Anarchy No dogs body
Anarchy for the UK It′s coming sometime and maybe I give a wrong time stop a traffic line Your future dream is a shopping scheme ′Cause I wanna be Anarchy In the city
How many ways to get what you want I use the best I use the rest I use the enemy I use Anarchy ′Cause I wanna be Anarchy It′s the only way to be Is this the M.P.L.A or Is this the U.D.A or Is this the I.R.A I thought it was the UK Or just another country Another council tenancy I Wanna be Anarchy I Wanna be Anarchy Oh what a name I wanna be Anarchy Know what I mean?