Such A Human Waste, Your Eyes Without

Walk With Electro-glide Down The Blue Highway.

When I Started Out, Everyone Seemed To Be Adopting These Names... Johnny Rotten, Sid Vicious. I Wasn't Really Rotten Or Vicious Or Nasty, So I Wanted Something A Bit More Funny - Yet Something That Seemed Real Rock 'n' Roll... Something That Acknowledged My Ambition.

I Rocked The Cradle Of Love.

When The Other Man Has None, You Don't Need A Gun.

Such A Human Waste, Your Eyes Without A Face.