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.
Press the self-destruct button and start again. Which is what it was all about. (...) but the wrong reasons were continued, and people continued to perpetrate lies about reality. 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: "Fuck it, I've had enough, here's the truth." Infamy, infamy! They've all got it in for me.