Hurry Up Harry - Sham Pistols, Sex Pistols, Sham 69

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

We’re going down the pub

We’re going down the pub

Now listen here Harry

If we’re going down the pub

You’d better tell your mum and dad

And finish up your grub

I wish you’d listen to me

No, I don’t want a cup of tea

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

We’re going down the pub

We’re going down the pub

You’re telling me to grow up

But Harry don’t you see

If I tried to act my age

I wouldn’t be me

We never do anything

So now’s the time to begin

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

We’re going down the pub

We’re going down the pub

You don’t have to tell me

That the thing’s I do are wrong

But everything I do in life

Is with us right or wrong

Now I think I understand

How to have some fun

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

Come on come on

Hurry up Harry come on

We’re going down the pub

We’re going down the pub