Standard (EADGBE)

x 4

Looking for trouble cruising down on King’s Road

Can’t stand the tourists strolling a la mode

When I am on the street everyone knows

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny B. Rotten tonight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

You don’t want to get in a fight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

x 2

The fans go wild, they really get out of hand

They have to touch me ’cos my record’s been banned

They think I’m crazy so I tell them, “I am!”

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny B. Rotten tonight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

You don’t want to get in a fight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

m something else in the clothes I wear

The papers quote me when I swear

It’s all a lie, but I don’t care

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny B. Rotten tonight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

You don’t want to get in a fight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

Johnny Johnny Go

Johnny Johnny Go

Go Johnny Go Johnny Go Go Go Go!

ll catch them pretties wif a flash of my teef

They love to show my what they’ve got underneef

I say, “Now come back, spend the nighttime with me

I’ve got a little place just southwest of Fleet

But my life isn’t that secure, don’t you see

‘Cos things don’t go the way that they used to be

 Social Security and -o-n-!

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny Johnny Johnny Johnny

Johnny B. Rotten tonight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

You don’t want to get in a fight

You’d better hold that lid on tight x 2

Johnny B. Rotten tonight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

Johnny B. Rotten tonight

You’d better hold that lid on tight

Johnny B. Rotten, Johnny B. Rotten, Johnny B. Rotten tonight...

Johnny B. Rotten, Johnny B. Rotten, Johnny B. Rotten tonight...