The Filth and the Fury Page #11

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the way this is going. | It's, like, just totally pointless.

Someone's gonna get killed, | you know?"

John said he thought | the problem was Malcolm,

and we should get rid | of Malcolm and carry on,

and try and work | it out that way.

# Fun to be alone #

# Walkin' by myself #

# Fun to be alone #

# ln love #

# With nobody else #

I didn't really | hang out with John.

He was always draining to me. | Took up a lot of energy.

Malcolm I got along with, so | I kinda went on to McLaren's side.

Another thing I regret.

# Maybe call somebody | on the telephone #

# Well come on, | my babe #

# Come on #

I'd have dropped Sid | in a second

at that particular point | for the band,

because I knew | he was f***ing up.

# No fun... #

That's a load | of cobblers.

I was just playing bass, | and going crazy,

and leaping up and down. | And he thought I was trying

to take over his position | as the "New Johnny Rotten."

# No fun #

# No fun #

I don't wanna be ajunkie | for the rest of my life.

I don't wanna be | ajunkie at all.

I knew the second | Sid would smack himself up again

that was the end.

# No -- no fun #

# No fun #

# Alone -- no fun #

# By myself, it's no fun... #

I was the one who said | "l've had enough."

I couldn't | handle it any more.

I didn't want nothing to do | with Rotten and Vicious.

Oh, bollocks, | why should I carry on?

I regret saying | that I wanted out, and leaving.

I regret it, | I really do.

And I apologized to John | that I f***ing bailed.

# No fun #

We might have continued | if we'd have got rid of Malcolm.

# No fun... #

But that's just | the way I felt.

And I couldn't get away | from my feelings at the time.

I knew it had to end.

I didn't think it would end...

with them being | total wanker cowards.

Steve and Paul | fannied out on me.

The last show was the worst show | I think we've ever played.

It was just like, | this ain't going nowhere.

This ain't going anywhere, | it's f***ing over.

Cookie agreed, | and we just f***ed off.

The night the group split up,

Vicious was pulled off a plane | at Kennedy Airport,

the victim of a drug overdose.

Despite all the hassles, | what was it that you thought

the Pistols were really | trying to do?

Was itjust like really kick | the establishment up the arse?

Sid?

Sid, he's not interviewing me. | Please try and wake up.

Ow-ww!

Sid, damn you!

F***.

Everybody was for Sid -- | I mean, Sid was like...

I don't know if you saw | any of the gigs,

but Sid was like, | really shining out.

And John was being | like, nothing.

The only people... the only | two people that I can think of...

that I would like | to play with...

Sid...?

Oh, my God...

I feel nothing but grief, | sorrow and sadness for Sid.

To the point, like,

if I really like, | talk about it,

I just f***ing burst out | in tears.

He was someone | I really cared for.

You see? | He's one of the Johns.

I care about every single one | of the Johns.

The gang of Johns | should have been the band.

- Wake up, Sid. | - Yeah, okay. I'm waking up.

Now what's | the next question?

I can't be more | honest than that.

Don't drop it | on me again.

Well, the room was... | very bloody.

There was blood on the sheets, | and blood on the mattress

there was tracks of blood | leading into the bathroom,

where the body of the female | was found lying under the sink.

She was stabbed | in the stomach.

The whole thing lasted | no more than three minutes,

and out they went. | Vicious made no attempt

to duck the cameras waiting | outside the courtroom,

but he refused to respond to any | of the reporters' questions,

and shoved persistent | microphones out of his path.

The grand jury will decide whether | or not to indict Vicious for murder.

If indicted, the case moves to the | Supreme Court for further action.

Vicious was ordered | to Ryker's lsland.

If convicted of the stabbing | death of Miss Spungen,

Vicious faces 1 5 years | to life in prison.

# No fun... #

Are you having fun | at the moment?

Are you kidding?

No, I'm not | having fun at all.

Where would you | like to be?

Under the ground.

Are you serious?

Oh, yeah.

I've lost my friend.

I couldn't have changed it. | I was too young.

God, I wish | I was smarter.

You can look back on it, | and go,

"l could have done | something."

He died, | for f***'s sake.

Theyjust turned it | into making money.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha..."

How hilarious for them.

F***ing cheek.

I'll hate them forever | for doing that.

You can't get more evil than that. | Can you, Julien? You know?

No respect.

Vicious... poor sod.

# No fun... #

# No fun! #

# No fun -- no fun #

# No fun... #

# No fun -- my babe #

# No fun #

# Fun to be alone #

# Walkin' by myself #

# Fun to be alone #

# ln love... #

And I said, "You f***ing | motherfucking f*ggot cowboys,

you can throw any f***ing thing | in the world at us,

and you won't get us | off this stage."

# Maybe goin' out | maybe stay at home #

# Maybe call somebody | on the telephone #

# Come on #

# No fun #

We gave it f***ing 200 percent

for, like two years, | and that was it.

I think we run out | of steam.

You dirty f***er.

I loved being | a Sex Pistol.

I'll always be | a Sex Pistol.

But at least, you know, | when I die

at least I can say | I've done something.

# No fun... #

Press the self-destruct button, | and start again.

Which is what it | was all about.

# No fun... #

So creating something | called the Sex Pistols

was my painting, | my sculpture,

my little artful dodgers.

Are you still waffling, | Malcolm?

The Sex Pistols ended

at exactly the right time | for all the wrong reasons,

but the wrong reasons | were continued,

and people continued | to perpetrate lies --

about a reality.

Ah, ha, ha...

Ever get the feeling | you've been cheated?

Goodnight.

We did what we had to do...

and that's why | we didn't survive.

Only the fakes survive.

All I want is for | future generations

to just go, | "F*** it, I've had enough,

here's the truth."

Infamy, infamy!

They've all got it | in for me.

# I'm on a submarine mission | for you, baby #

# I feel the way | you were goin' #

# Picked you up | on my TV screen #

# Feel your undercurrent | flowing #

# Submission #

# Goin' down, down | draggin' me down #

# Submission #

# I can't tell ya | what I've found #

# You've got me | pretty deep, baby #

# I can't figure out | your watery love #

# I gotta solve | your mystery #

# You're sitting it out | in heaven above #

# Submission #

# Goin' down, down | draggin' me down #

# Submission #

# I can't tell ya | what I've found #

# The mystery #

# Under the water #

# ln the sea #

# Submission #

# Goin' down, down | draggin' me down #

# Submission #

I wanna drown... | # I can't tell ya what I've found #

# ln the water #

# ln the sea #

# A submarine mission | for you, baby #

# Feel the way | you were goin' #

# Picked you up | on my TV screen #

# Feel your undercurrent | flowing #

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