Pete the poet

Sex Pistols (Filthy Lucre Tour 23 Jan 96)

Shazam!!

Searing guitars manic drums

Demented bass for the audience

Fun in the park, sun on the punk

Lyrics round the bend

No future no future no future for me –

Scratched words shouted verbals

Destroy! – Don’t care!

Anarchy in the Finsbury Park

June has exploded into life

The fire’s lit the dancers jump.

 

Gravel pit screeching male throat

Resounds in cardboard boxes,

The edge of the city vibrates

Only 21 years ago when their plugs were pulled

Now the Johnny Respectable Rotten

Runs out of gob sneers reassuringly

Memories memories have come together

Punk reunion anarchist smile

Dash all hope of a trend in Descent

Wake Up England!

Or we’ll shit on your flag

Cover your Queen in spit

Filthy tasteless for the now music

Fuck the past piss on the future

Get your rocks off now!