What I did to forget,
All the things that I had.
I need a time to think about my rock'n'roll.
And I always try to find you,
In any place, waht can I do?
But one day, I´ll run away from this.

Baby, remember me! The anarchy is arriving here.
The rise of the rock'n'roll.
And Malcom McLaren is already, very old..

Let it rock!

Johnny has a rotten teeth,
By the last shot I can´t breathe.
But I didn´t know waht it really was.