In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
My name is Malcolm McLaren
I have brought you many things in my time
But the most successful of all
Was an invention of mine they called punk rock
Anarchy! Anarchy!
Ah, let me start from the beginning
Find just out four kids
Make sure they hate each other
Make sure they can't play
There was Steve Jones
Eighteen years of age
A brilliant catâ€burglar
I nominated him guitarist
Light the fire!
There’s a fire, fire, fire, fire
Ah, there was another fellow, Paul Cook
Seventeen years of age
A phenomenal acrobat in A-1 condition
Always on time, he had to provide the beats
Fuck the rich up the arse!
Lurking in the corner of the shop
I noticed this Dickensian figure
Had it not been for his clear hair
I’d have thought him
Something out of “David Copperfierd”
I took the opportunity of confonting him
He pretended to think me an idiot, pushed me aside
When I learned he was Irish
And Steve saw his green teeth
We call him Johnny Rotten
Then there was Sidney, with a natural terrorist
Working in the clubs ensured him
That every gig the group played
Ended up in an unpredictable, bloody mess
Bashing and jumping all about
He invented the Pogo
I call them the Sex Pistols
With the line-up complete
We immediately set about
Putting our plan into effect
To swindle our way
To the top of the Rock ’n’ Roll industry
It was a plan that within two years
Was to bring us close to a million pounds
I have brought you many things in my time
But the most successful of all
Was an invention of mine they called punk rock
Anarchy! Anarchy!
Ah, let me start from the beginning
Find just out four kids
Make sure they hate each other
Make sure they can't play
There was Steve Jones
Eighteen years of age
A brilliant catâ€burglar
I nominated him guitarist
Light the fire!
There’s a fire, fire, fire, fire
Ah, there was another fellow, Paul Cook
Seventeen years of age
A phenomenal acrobat in A-1 condition
Always on time, he had to provide the beats
Fuck the rich up the arse!
Lurking in the corner of the shop
I noticed this Dickensian figure
Had it not been for his clear hair
I’d have thought him
Something out of “David Copperfierd”
I took the opportunity of confonting him
He pretended to think me an idiot, pushed me aside
When I learned he was Irish
And Steve saw his green teeth
We call him Johnny Rotten
Then there was Sidney, with a natural terrorist
Working in the clubs ensured him
That every gig the group played
Ended up in an unpredictable, bloody mess
Bashing and jumping all about
He invented the Pogo
I call them the Sex Pistols
With the line-up complete
We immediately set about
Putting our plan into effect
To swindle our way
To the top of the Rock ’n’ Roll industry
It was a plan that within two years
Was to bring us close to a million pounds
Lyrics submitted by marx, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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