Letra de New York (Live From Screen On The Green, Islington, United Kingdom / 1976)
An immitation from New York You're made in Japan From cheese and chalk You're hipy tarts hero 'cos you put on bad show Oh don't it showStill oh out on those pills Oh do you rememberThink it is well playing Max's kansas You're looking bored And you're acting flash With nothing in your gut You better keep yer mouth shut You better keep yer mouth shut In a rutStill oh out on those pills Do the samboYou four years on You still look the same I think about time You changed your brain You're just a pile of shit You're coming to this Ya poor litlle faggot You're sealed with a kiss Kiss meThink it's well playing in Japan When everybody knows Japan is a dishpan You're just a pile of shit You're coming to this Ya poor litlle faggot You're sealed with a kissStill oh out on those pills Cheap thrills anadins Aspros anything you're condemned To eternal bullshit You're sealed with a kiss Kiss meA kiss a kiss you're sealed with a kiss A looking for a kiss you're coming to this I wanna kiss anything Oh kiss this gay boy