Testo: John Lydon. Criminal.

Like a criminal.

Did you think it could be like on tv?
Where you could be big in your own movie?
Did real life let you down?
A genuine pygmalion.

Chorus:
(criminal) like a criminal.
(no) no good to anyone.
(foolish) gotta get a life and get sensible.
(no) no pity, no pardon.

Criminal. just like a criminal.

Could've been a factor.
Could've been another distracter.
Some like it in limousines, I like it in a tractor.
Solo, separate, not just one of a crowd.
Indifferent to compliment.
I leave my funeral ground.

Chorus

(criminal) like a criminal.
(no) no pity, no pardon.

Just a criminal.

Haven't got a clue.
Cannot comprehend anything you value.
I'm probably just like you.
Yes, I haven't got a clue.

Just let that judas goat lead you down that narrowing path.
As affluence is your influence.
You'll be of no consequence.

Chorus

(criminal) like a criminal.
(no) no pity, no pardon.

Yes, I haven't got a clue.
Just like a criminal.
I can not comprehend anything you value.

Probably just like you.
Yes, I haven't got a clue.
I cannot comprehend anything you value.