John Lydon Armies
Every scene you see is obscene
The spoken word should never be head
And every nude soon subdued
Every thought end in nought
And every scene you see is obscene
The spoken word should never be heard
And every nude soon subdued
And every thought should end in nought
We're pushing up daises, we're falling apart
Their armies are marching, we're playing the part
The censors are coming to cut at your heart
The censors are pointing before you can start
And every scene is seen as obscene
The spoken word should never be heard
And every nude soon subdued
And every thought should end in nought
Their armies are marching, the censors are coming
A little beginning, depend who's defending
Depend on who's listening
Depend who's defending
Depend on whose listening
