Sex Pistols: Johnny B. goode

Paul(?): We'll play Johnny B. Goode; he'll sing Through My Eyes.Paul(?): Tell John. Tell him.Johnny: What?Paul(?): Tell him. (???)Other Voice: They wanna play Johnny B. Goode while you sing Through my eyes.Johnny: God! Awright, then.Paul(?): Ready? Go!Johnny:If you could see... oh God, fuck off...Ayanlouisiannayaya New OrleansAwasabadababyanalittle keyAyainanananananana Johnny B. GoodeAgogogogogogo Johnny B. GoodeAgogo, go Johnny, gogogogogoI don't know the words!GogogogogogogogogogogyogyuhAyayayayastrah yayastrahyayayaAyayayayastrah andabanayayaI wannawannabay, yayayayaLet's gogo, ago Johnny gogogogoAgogo, go go go go gogogogogogogogogogogogogogoGo, Johnny, go, goGo! Johnny B. GoodeAyayayayayayayayayayayagwuahOh, fuck, it's awful!Hate songs like that!The pits!Eeeeeeyayayayay eeeee!Eeyeah!Brrrrrah!Brrrrrayayayayay!Uah!'ey, I know, oi, oi, Steve -- Roadrunner!Roadrunner!Roadrun...!Should we do roadrunner?'ey, that's fuckin' awful -- stop it.Stop it; it's fuckin' awful!Aaah! Torture.Duh ug duh duh duh duh mah eyahI donno the words!I donno'ow it starts; I've forgotten it!Hold on; stop the segment. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.Check out what how it starts. What's the first line?Paul: One, two, three, four, five, six!Johnny: Alright, can you start at the beginning, then?Paul: Roadrunner, roadrunner, (???)Johnny: I can't hear you, Paul.Paul: Roadrunner, roadrunner, go...Johnny:Going faster miles an hourEuhlalalalalaAwith the radio onAroadrunner, roadrunnerAeuhmuh faster miles an hourOh, God, I don't know it...I drove past the Stop 'n' ShopAnd I wah by the Stop 'n' ShopAn' I flarala wahbah Stop ShopHave the radio onHave touch with the modern worldI fell in love with the modern worldFell in love with (???)Have the radio onRoadrunner, roadrunnerAgoin' faster miles an hourFelt in touch with with modern worldIn love with the modern worldAlright, here we go nowGoin' twenty-eight watta powerIt's all cold here in the darkFifty thousand watts of powerAgoin' faster miles an hourAwith the radio onRoadrunner, roadrunnerOh, God, I don't know itIt's fuckin' ridiculousWish I had the words...Roadrunner, roadrunnerAgoin' faster miles an hourI felt in touch with the modern worldI fell in love with the modern worldRockin' modern lover, modern sound, ana mosaroundModern rockin' runner around, mosaround rockin' modern runner in touchAn' a radio onI got radio onA roadrunner, roadrunnerOh yeah er ah ee ah eh uhDo we know any other fuckin' Beatles songs?'Ey? Brrrrrrr!'Ey? Do we know an...'Ey? Do we know any other fucking songs that we can do?Do we know any other songs that we can do? I can't think of any.