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Anarchy In The Uk Chords by Sex Pistols,

     C                     F   C                     F

1.  I am an antichrist, I am an anarchist,

                C                                                      F

    don't know what I want, but I know how to get it.

         C                                        

     I wanna destroy the passers by,

           G            F            C                             - G

    'cos I wanna be anarchy.  No dog's body !

     C                        F          C                                        F

2. Anarchy for the UK, it's coming some time and maybe, 

       C                                               F

    I give a wrong time stop a traffic line.

              C

    Your future dream is a shopping scheme,

               G            F            C                          - G

    'cause I wanna be anarchy. It's in the city.

               C                                         F

3. How many ways to get what you want,

    C                                    F

    I use the best I use the rest.

   C                      F C

    I use the enemy, I use anarchy,

               G            F            C                                        - G

    'cause I wanna be anarchy. It's the only way to be.

     C                    F      C                   F

4. Is this the MPLA, or is this the UDA,

        C                  F C

    or is this the IRA, I thought it was the UK,

          G      F                 C

    or just another country, another council tenancy.

    G            F                 C    ~      G            F                 C

    I wanna be an anarchist,   and l wanna be an anarchist.

           G            F                  C

    And l wanna be an anarchist. I get pissed, destroy!

    (Sex Pistols)

My Way Chords by Sex Pistols,

Submitted By: Jaime

EMail: Seachain84

  This is my favorite Sex Pistols song because Their kick ass bassist 

Sid Vicious is singing it.  It is funny and at the same time kick ass.

The only thing you got to know is that ?B  is just a step down and 

?E is the same thing.

Intro:  E

E

And now, the end is near

                  ? B

And so I face the final curtain

?E

You cunt, I´m not a queer

              B                  E

I´ll state my case, of which I´m certain

E

I´ve lived a life that´s full

    A

And each and every highway

    E                   B

And yet, much more than this

         E

I did it my way

E

There were times, I´m sure you knew

              A

When there was nothing fucking else to do

               ?E                  B

But through it all, when there was doubt

         G#               ?B

I shot it up or kicked it out

              ?E          B

I fought them all just as before

           E

And did it my way

Knocked out in bed last night

I´ve had my fill, my share of looting

And now, the tears subside

I find it all so amusing

To think, I killed a cat

And may I say, oh no, not their way

But no, no, not me

I did it my way

For what is a brat, what has he got

When he finds out that he cannot

Say the things he truly thinks

But only the words, not what he feels

The record shows, I´ve got no clothes

And did it my way

  Now that is Kick ass rock and roll.  That is pritty much it.  If you find 

anything from the New York Dolls, The Stooges, and The Mc5 that will

be great.  Peace

God Save The Queen

Sex Pistols

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God save the Queen
the fascist regime,
they made you a moron
a potential H-bomb.

God save the Queen
she ain't no human being.
There is no future
in England's dreaming

Don't be told what you want
Don't be told what you need.
There's no future
there's no future
there's no future for you

God save the Queen
we mean it man
we love our queen
God saves

God save the Queen
'cos tourists are money
and our figurehead
is not what she seems

Oh God save history
God save your mad parade
Oh Lord God have mercy
all crimes are paid.

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
you're future

God save the Queen
we mean it man
we love our queen
God saves


God save the Queen
we mean it man
there is no future
in England's dreaming

No future
no future for you
no fufure for me

No Feelings Chords by Sex Pistols, www.Ultimate-Guitar.Com

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   NO FEELINGS   by  Sex Pistols

   -----------

   (Jones/Cook/Matlock/Rotten)

Intro:  F  G  Bb  C  (2x)  F    Bb

F

I've seen you in the mirror when the story began

Yea I fell in love with you I love you more than sin

     Bb                            G

Your friends are locked away but I love your company

  C

I only ever leave you when you've got no money

  F

I got no emotions for anybody else

You better understand I'm in love with myself

  Bb   G               C

Myself    My beautiful self

      Bb C        Bb C        Bb C                F       Bb F

   No feeling  No feeling  No feeling for anybody else

Hello and goodbye and a run-around Sue

You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue

I kick you in the head you've got nothing to say

Get out of my way 'cause I gotta get away

You never realize I take the piss out of you

You come out to see me and I beat you black and blue

Okay  I send you away

   I've got no feeling  No feeling  No feeling for anybody else

   except for myself my beautiful self baby

Solo:  F  G  C  (4x)

There ain't no moonlight after midnight

I see you silly people out looking for delight

Well I'm so happy I'm feeling so fine

I'm watching all the rubbish you wasting my time

I look around your house you've got nothing to steal

I kick you in the brains when you get down and kneel

To pray  You pray to your god

   No feeling  No feeling  I've got no feeling for anybody else

   No feeling  No feeling  No feeling for anybody else

   except for myself ???????????

   Bb   C   F

   ??????????????

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Once again, some of the lyrics are missing and some are wrong.

Corrections and comments are welcome. Thanks everybody who have

helped with the lyrics.

                                             Juha Kivijarvi

                                             juhkivij@utu.fi

Pretty Vacant Chords by Sex Pistols,

Intro:

E|---------------------------|

B|---------------------------|

G|-------2-2------2-2--------|

D|---------------------------|

A|--0-0-------0-0------------|

E|---------------------------|

Verse 1:

A                 G                 D  A   

Thers no point in askin' you'll get no reply

A               G    Em 

Just remember i dont decide

A                  Em     A

Got no reason it's all to much

A                     Em     A

You'll always find us out to lunch

Chorus:

D                    C             A 

Cos we're so pretty, all so pretty yeah, we're vacant

D                    C             A 

Cos we're so pretty, all so pretty yeah, we're vacantD                    C             A 

Cos we're so pretty, all so pretty yeah, we're vacant

D                    C             A 

Cos we're so pretty, all so pretty yeah, we're vacant

Verse 2:

A              G                    D   A

Dont ask us to attend cos we're not all there

A                  G     Em

dont pretend cos i dont care

A             G                D       A

i dont belive illusions cos to much is real

A         G                          Em      A

stop your cheap comments cos we know what we feel

Chorus:

D                    C             A 

Cos we're so pretty, all so pretty yeah, we're vacant

D                    C             A 

Cos we're so pretty, all so pretty yeah, we're vacant

Verse 1 repeated here

Outro:

A

We're pretty, pretty vacant (x4)

And we don't care

Problems Chords by Sex Pistols, www.Ultimate-Guitar.Com

Problems- SEX PISTOLS

NEVER MIND THE BULLOCKS, HERE'S THE SEX PISTOLS

C# - B - G# (5x)

C#

Too many problems

G#

Oh why am I here

C#

I don't need to be me

G#

'Cos you're all too clear

C#

And I can see

                  G#

There's something wrong with you

C#                     G#

But what do you expect me to do?

C#                     G#

At least I gotta know what I wanna be

C#                      G#

Don't come to me if you need pity

C#                 G#

Are you lonely you got no one

C#                   G#

You get your body in suspension

          G#        A#

That's no problem, problem

B                       C#   B G#

Problem, the problem is you

C# B G#

Eat your heart out on a plastic tray

You don't do what you want

Then you'll fade away

You won't find me working

Nine to five

It's too much fun a being alive

I'm using my feet for my human machine

You won't find me living for the screen

Are you lonely all your needs catered

You got your brains dehydrated

G#        A#

That's no problem, problem

B                       C#   B G#

Problem, the problem is you

What you gonna do

Problem, problem

Problem, problem

Problem, the problem is you

What you gonna do with your problem

The problem is you

Problem

(SOLO)

In a death trip I ain't automatic

You won't find me just staying static

Don't give me any orders

For people like me

There is no order

Bet you thought you had it all worked out

Bet you thought you knew what I was about

Bet you thought you'd solved all your problems

But you are the problem

Problem, problem

Problem, the problem is you

What you gonna do with your problem

I'll leave it to you

Problem, the problem is you

You got a problem

What you gonna do

They know a doctor

Gonna take you away

They take you away

And throw away the key

They don't want you

And they don't want me

You got a problem

The problem is you

Problem, what you gonna do

Problem, I'll leave it back, I have a

Problem, you got a problem

Problem, problem,

Problem, problem,

Problem, problem,

Problem, problem,

Problem, problem,

Problem, problem,

Problem, problem,

Problem

Problem, problem,

Problem

The only reason i dont have the ENITRE song written out is cuz its the same two chords 

the first part

-BJ.

Silly Thing Chords by Sex Pistols,

tabbed by Kayno86 (kaynobrowne@optusnet.com.au)

this is a pretty rough transcription of one of the best sex pistols songs, classic steve jones riffs

bound to be a chord or two wrong here (especially in the bridge bit), feel free to let me know

Intro

D C# B A (X2)

Verse

D  

What you see, you can get

B

Nothings free, nothing said

D

Don't be fooled by the signs

B

Don't read in between the lines

G                A

What you gonna say? 

G                      A

What you gonna do?

G                            F#

Now you missed out once again

G                       A

But I thought you knew

Chorus

D         C#   B

Oh you silly thing

B                            A        D

You really gone and done it now

D         C#   B

Oh you silly thing

B                            A        D

You really gone and done it now

Verse 2

Trouble here, trouble there, 

People stop, just to stare.

Whats the use of wastin time, 

Just move on leave em all behind.

What you gonna say? 

What you gonna do?

Now youve missed out once again,

But I thought you knew.

Repeat Chorus

Bridge

B

Can you ever defend, 

A                F#

Oh someone you call a friend

B

When you see them makin eyes, 

A                           

You dont even ask em why, you dont even ask em why.

Intro

Verse chords

Repeat Chorus twice

Something Else Chords by Sex Pistols,

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Date: Fri, 16 Jan 1998 11:21:14 -0800 (PST)

From: Razor Blade 

This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation

of the song. Use it! Copy it! The author doesn't give a shit!

artist: Sex Pistols

title:  Something Else

album:  The Great Rock and Roll Swindle

tuning: Standard

Originally written by E. Cochran / S. Shelley and performed by The Who

INTRO: [G#5/A5 G#5/A5 G#5] [A5 A5] (2x)

VERSE: [G#5/A5 G#5/A5 A#5 G#5 A#5 A5] [A5]

Repeat this through the hole song, like 4 times. Listen to the record

it'll fit. Finally play the intro (FADE!)

Look at that

Here she comes

Here comes that girl again

One of the cutest since I don't know when

But she don't notice me when I pass

She goes with all the guys from outta my class

But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself

"She's sure fine lookin', man, she's something else"

Look at that

'Cross the street

There's a car built just for me

To own a car would be a luxury

But right now I can't afford the gas

A brand new convertible is out of my class

But that can't stop me from thinkin' to myself

"That car's fine lookin', man, it's something else"

Hey, look at that

Just wait and see

Worked hard and saved my dough

I buy that car and then I roll up with Joe

Get me that girl and we go ridin' around

We look real sharp with the wide top down

I keep on dreamin' and thinkin' to myself

"When it all comes true, man, well that's something else"

Hey, look at that

Watch out this

Never thought I'd do this before

But here I am a-knockin' on her door

My car's out front and it's all mine

It's a '41 job not a '59

I got that girl and I'm thinkin' to myself

"She's sure fine lookin', man, well she's something else"

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Belsen Was A Gas Chords by Sex Pistols,

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Date: Sun, 10 Sep 1995 12:27:35 -0400 (EDT)

From: Glen Norman Pavan 

artist:  Sex Pistols

title:  Belsen Was a Gas

album:  The Great Rock and Roll Swindle

tuning:  standard

There are two differing versions of this tune, the Sex Pistols version

with Johnny Rotten and the one with Ronald Biggs.  Here's both.

F-G  means slide up from the F to the G

w/ Johnny Rotten

intro:  D C D Eb  D C G   x2

D            C       D              Eb

Belsen was a gas I heard the other day

D              C              G

In the open graves where the jews all lay

D        C         D             Eb

Life is fun and I wish you were here

D                 C          G

They wrote on postcards to those held dear

chorus  (played twice)

C   G    C   G  C    G    F-G   F-G

oh dear oh dear oh dear

second verse

Sergeant majors on the march

Wash their bodies in the starch

See them all die one by one

Guess it's dead guess it's glad

chorus (twice)

so bad so bad so bad

intro

repeat first verse

outro:  ad lib chorus

with Ronald Biggs:

ok, this time for real Belsen was a gasser

intro:  D C Bb C    D C G   x2

verse

D            C       Bb           C

Belsen was a gas I heard the other day

D              C                G

In the open graves where the jews all lay

D         C          Bb         C

Life is fun and I wish you were here

D            C                G

They wrote on postcards to those held dear

chorus (same as other version)

second verse

Dentists search their teeth for gold

Frisk the jews for bank notes rolled

when they found out what they got

Line them up and shoot the lot

chorus

kill a man be a man kill a man

intro

third verse

Wonder what the jews would say

If I told them where Boorman was today

Would they start a vendetta

you'd better ask Ernie Ledbetter

chorus

Ledbetter Ledbetter Ledbetter

outro:  ad lib chorus

comments, corrections to senomar@bach.udel.edu

                             -I'm here, I'm queer, I play 5-string bass

Friggin In The Riggin Chords by Sex Pistols,

Friggin in the Riggin - Sex Pistols

ESTA ES UNA CORRECCION DE OTRA TABLATURA Q HABIA MANDADO, LA OTRA TENIA ALGUNOS ERRORES.

SI LOS WEBMASTERS LA PUEDEN BORRAR, MEJOR. 

MIL DISCULPAS, ESTA ESTA 100% BIEN, CUALQUIER COSA ME ESCRIBEN...

                                      _______

VERSO/VERSE                                  |

                                             |

It was on the good ship Venus                |

By Christ ya shouda seen us                  |

The figure head was a whore in bed           |

And the mast a mammoth penis                 |

                                             |

The captain of this lugger                   |

He was a dirty bugger                        |

He wasn't fit to shovel shit                 |

From one place to another                    |

____________________________________         |

ESTRIBILLO/CHORUS                   |        |

                                    |        |

Frigin' in the riggin'              |        |SIN GUITARRA

Frigin' in the riggin'              |        |

Frigin' in the riggin'              |        |

There was fuck all else to do       |        |

____________________________________|        |NO GUITAR

                                             |

                                             |

Captain's name was Morgan                    |

By Christ he was a gorgon                    |

Ten times a day he stopped an played         |

With his fucking organ                       |

                                             |

The firs mate's name was Cooper              |

By Christ he was a trooper                   |

He jerked and jerked until he worked himself |

Into a stupor                                |

                                             |

ESTRIBILLO/CHORUS                            |

                                     ________|

(Empieza la guitarra / Guitar starts)

C5

C5

The secon mate was Andy

By Crhist he had a dandy

C5                              F5

Till they crushed his cock on a jagged rock

    G5             C5

For cumming in the brandy

The cabin boy was Flipper

He was a fucking nigger

He stuffed his ass with broken glass

And circumcised the skipper

ESTRIBILLO/CHORUS

C5             G5

Frigin' in the riggin'

F5             C5              

Frigin' in the riggin'

C5             F5           

Frigin' in the riggin'     

          G5               C5             

There was fuck all else to do

BRIDGE

F5 - C5

F5 - G5

ESTRIBILLO/CHORUS

D5

The Captain's wife was Mabel

To fuck she was not able

D5                       G5

So the dirty shits, they nailed her tits

A5                 D5

Across the barroom table

The Captain had a daughter

Who fell in deep sea water

And by her squeals we knew the eels

Had found her sexual quarters

ESTRIBILLO/CHORUS

D5               A5

Friggin' in the Riggin'

G5               D5

Friggin' in the Riggin'

D5               G5

Friggin' in the Riggin'

          A5               D5

There was fuck all else to do

                         ---------------------

Acordes/Chords

A5 = 577xxxx

C5 = x355xxx

D5 = x577xxx

F5 = 133xxxx

G5 = 355xxxx

A full entonces, a sacar la cancion q es re facil.

Para las yeguas mastodontizadas de Fede, Chuni y Correa.

SALUDOS,  Y SUERTE...

Holidays In The Sun Chords by Sex Pistols,

[D]

[C B A G]x4

G

I don't want a holiday in the sun

I wanna go to the new Belsen

I wanna see some of history

Now I got a reasonable economy

C

Now I got a reason now I got a reason

D

now I got a reason and I'm still waiting

C                                              D

Now I got a reason Now I got a reason to be waiting

D

The Berlin Wall [C B A G] x4

In sensurround sound in a two inch wall

I was waiting for the communist call

I didn't ask for sunshine and I got World War 3

I'm looking over the wall and they're looking at me

Now I got...

The Berlin...

A                                      D

They're staring all night and they're staring all day

A                        D        

I had no reason to be here at all

  A                           D                        A      D

But now I got a reason it's no real reason and I'm waiting

D             E  G   A

At Berlin Wall 

Claustrophobia there's too much paranoia

There's too many closets I went in before

And now I got a reason it's no real reason

to be waiting

[D]

[C B A G] x14

I hope thats correct 

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I Wanna Be Me Chords by Sex Pistols,

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Date: Sun, 10 Sep 1995 12:27:50 -0400 (EDT)

From: Glen Norman Pavan 

Subject: sex_pistols: i_wanna_be_me.crd (fwd)

artist:  Sex Pistols

title:  I Wanna Be Me

album:  The Great Rock and Roll Swindle

tuning:  standard

intro:  E

        E D B  x2

verse

E

Turn the page and its the scoop of the century

       D                   B

Don't wanna be L Seven I had enough of this

E

This is brainwash and this is a clue

D                B

To the stars who fooled you

A

Tell me why you cant explain

        B                 D B   E

You're only looking for vinyl  yeah

            D              B           E

Didn't they fool you they wanna be you

intro

second verse

Gimme World War 3 we can live again

You didn't fool me but I fooled you

You wanna be me yeah you wanna be me

You wanna be someone yeah ruin someone

Yeah, didn't I fool you I ruined you yeah

didn't I fool you I sussed you out

intro

third verse

I got you in the camera and I got you in my camera

a second of your life ruined for life

You wanna ruin me in your magazine

you wanna cover us in margarine

And now is the time to realize to have real eyes

intro

fourth verse

Down down down down and I'll take you down on the underground

Down in the dark and down in the crypt

Down in the dark where the typewriter fit

Down with your pen and pad ready to kill to make me ill

Down wanna be someone wanna be someone

Make it as someone you wanna be me ruin me

a typewriuter god a black and white king

PVC blackboard books Black and white

I wanna be me

comments, corrections to senomar@bach.udel.edu

                       -I'm here, I'm queer, I play 5-string bass