Seventeen - Sex Pistols

But when your mummy dies

She will not return

We like noise, it’s our choice

It’s what we wanna do

We don’t care about long hair

I don’t wear flares

See my face, not a trace

No reality

I don’t work, I just speed

That’s all I need

I’m a lazy sod, I’m lazy sod

I’m a lazy sod, I’m so lazy

I’m a lazy sod, I’m lazy sod

I’m a lazy sod, I’m so lazy

I can’t even be bothered

Lazy, lazy