! Happy BirthDay to the greates Punk Rocker ever!

John Joseph Lydon (/ˈlaɪdən/; born 31 January 1956), also known by his stage name Johnny Rotten , is an English-born singer and songwriter who also holds American and Irish citizenship. He is best known as the lead singer of the late-1970s British punk band the Sex Pistols, which lasted from 1975 until 1978, and again for various revivals during the 1990s and 2000s. He is also the lead singer of post-punk band Public Image Ltd (PiL), which he founded and fronted from 1978 until 1993, and again since 2009.
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She was a girl from Birmingham**
She just had an abortion
She was case of insanity
**Her name was Pauline she lived in a tree

She was a no-one who killed her baby
She sent her letter from the country
She was an animal**
**She was a bloody disgrace

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]
Body I’m not an animal**
**Body I’m not an animal

[Verse 2: Johnny Rotten]
Dragged on a table in factory
Illegitimate place to be
In a packet in a lavatory
Die little baby screaming
Body screaming fucking bloody mess
Not an animal
It’s an abortion

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]
Body I’m not an animal
Mummy, I’m not an abortion

[Verse 3: Johnny Rotten]
Throbbing squirm
Gurgling bloody mess
I’m not a discharge**
I’m not a loss in protein
**I’m not a throbbing squirm

Fuck this and fuck that**
**Fuck it all and fuck the fucking brat

She don’t want a baby that looks like that
I don’t want a baby that looks like that
Body I’m not an animal
Body an abortion

[Chorus: Johnny Rotten]
Body I’m not an animal
Body I’m not an animal
An animal
I’m not an animal
An animal
Mummy
I’m not an animal
I’m not an animal

[Outro: Johnny Rotten]
Mummy! UGH

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“God Save The Queen”

God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
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, no future,
No future for you

God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves

God save the queen
'Cause 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, your future

God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves

God save the queen
We mean it man
And there is no future
In England’s dreaming

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
For you