Hey, hey  Remember that day  In 1976  When London Town was boring  Until along came this    You're only 29  You Gotta lot to learn  I'm a lazy sod  I'm a lazy sd    A no feelings  A no feelings  For anybody else  Except for my self    Turn the page and it's  The scoop of the century  Dont wanna be L seven I had enough of this  This is brainwash and this is a clue  To the stars who fooled you    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 us out to lunch, 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  Ah but now and we don't care    God save the queen  The fascist regime  They made you a moron  Potential H-bomb    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 for you    I am an antichrist  I am an anarchist  Don't know what I want  But I know how to get it  I wanna destroy the passerby    'Cause I wanna be Anarchy  In the UK    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