My name is Malcolm McLaren   I have brought you many things in my time but the most sucessful of all    was an invention of mine they called punk rock       (...anarchy...anarchy...)       aah, let me start from the beginning   if I just had four kids   make sure they hate each other   make sure they can't play       there was Steve Johns, 18 years of age a brilliant cat burglar   I nominated him guitarist       (...fire...fire...fire...fire...)       An there was another fellowable Cook   17 years of age    A phenomenal acrobat in A-1 condition always on time he had to provide the beat      (...fuck the rich at the ass...)       looking in the corner of the shop   I noticed his tigathian' finger   I did not bet for his clean air and   thougt himself of for David Copperfield      I took the opportunity of confronting him hatered ended the thing there the idiot pushed me aside when I learned he was irish    and Steve saw his green teeth we called him Johnny Rotten       Then there was Sid, Sidney   with a legend there is working in the clubs he'd shawn him and every gig the glimberant ended up in a unpredictable bloody    mess       bashin' and jumpin' all a bad   he invented the pogo       I called them the Sex Pistols       with a line up complete   we immediately set them out   puttin' our plan into effect       to swindle our way    to the boppen rock'n' roll industry       it was a plan that within 2 years   was to bring us closer    to a million pounds