Stephen Philip "Steve" Jones (born 3 September 1955) is an English rock guitarist, singer and actor, best known as guitarist and founding member of punk rock band, the Sex Pistols.
Jones was born in Hammersmith, London, where he grew up with his young mother, who worked as a hairdresser, and his grandparents. He then moved to Benbow Road in Shepherd's Bush, with his fourteen criminal convictions and was the subject of a council care-order. He was an only child and his father, Don Jarvis, an amateur boxer, left when he was two years old. He spent a year in a remand centre, which he says was more enjoyable than being at home, and has said that the Sex Pistols saved him from a life of crime.
His early influences were Iggy & The Stooges, and glam rock icons like Roxy Music and David Bowie.
Jones co-founded The Strand (named after a Roxy Music song) with Paul Cook and Wally Nightingale in the early 1970s. The Strand were a precursor to the Sex Pistols, where Jones first learned to play guitar. After dropping Wally Nightingale in the mid 1970s, the band was known as The Swankers.
On the fortieth floor of heaven, in the executive pent house suite
Sat commander & chief and creator, of the planets and galaxy’s
With a map of Louisiana and a file of photo and facts
He said look what these people, have done in my name
It’s a sin the way some of them act.
Chorus
I said god, he was talking to Peter, now god he was talking to Paul.
I said god, he was talking to Jesus,
But god isn’t talking, to some of these people at all
I offer them peace they want vengeance, I offer them faith they want power
I offer them mercy not money, I offer them hope they complain by the hour
They poison themselves with their judgment, they flatter themselves with pride
I give them the truth that could set them all free
but they build up cathedrals in which they can hide
Chorus
I said god, he was talking to Peter, now god he was talking to Paul.
I said god, he was talking to Jesus,
But god isn’t talking, to some of these people at all
If you do it to one of these, do it to me
If you give it to one of these, give it to me
If you spit upon one of these, spit upon me
If you rip off lie to, hit on I tell you, you might as well do it to me ya, ya, ya
Chorus
I said god, he was talking to Peter, now god he was talking to Paul.
I said god, he was talking to Jesus,
But god isn’t talking, to some of these people at all
Too fast to live
Too young to die
No time to hang around
Baby I was born to fly
I won't be found alone
I'll burn the highway down
I'm like a chainsaw baby
I'm cuttung right through your town
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Heavy metal chrome and steel
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Gonna set me free
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
That's all I need
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Heavy metal chrome and steel
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Gonna set me free
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
That's all I need
Solid chrome sweet machine
She's a tough low rider mama
like nothin' that you've ever seen
Route sixty-six
Highway one
I'm bound for sunset baby
Got a thousand miles left to run
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Heavy metal chrome and steel
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Gonna set me free
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
That's all I need
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Heavy metal chrome and steel
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Gonna set me free
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
That's all I need
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Heavy metal chrome and steel
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Gonna set me free
I'm ridin' on wild wheels
Don't call me Mama, I'm no mama's boy
Don't call me no preacher's son
Pull my trigger hit the target now
My love is like a loaded gun
My love's got wheels
Come shift my gears
Put my sex to the test
Be a good good girl
Be a teacher's pet
Get an education
On getting wet
If we only go at it once
We might as well live it up for everyone
I'll tell you you're my only love
But tomorrow I'll be on the run
We're not saints
We're not angels
We're not saints
We're not ... angels
Don't need love
I need a thrill
Call us men without shame
Call me daddy
Be my little girl
Satisfaction is my game
My love's got wheels
Come shift my gears
Put my sex to the test
I'm a dirty oy with a dirty mind
Need a dirty blonde for a dirty time
If we only go at it once
We might as well live it up for everyone
I'll tell you you're my only love
But tomorrow I'll be on the run
We're not saints
We're not angels
We're not saints
We're not ... angels
If we only go at it once
We might as well live it up for everyone
I'll tell you you're my only love
But tomorrow I'll be on the run
We're not saints
We're not angels
We're not saints
When I met you baby
Sure had me fooled
I was so delirious
Didn't know what I to do
Then you started hanging around
Messing with my life
Stay out of my face now
or I'll cut you down to size
Trouble maker
That's what you are
Trouble maker
You're pushing me too far
Last time I saw you
I thought you were gone for good
Now you're struttin' your stuff
Round my neighborhood
You been out there hangin' around
Fooling with my friends
Put your pants on baby
Your life is going to end
Trouble maker
That's what you are
Trouble maker
You're pushing me too far
I wanna take you to the river side
Throw you in the water and say bye bye
So you better stop hangin' around
Messing with my life
You better just leave me alone
Or I'll cut you with my knife
Trouble maker
That's what you are
Trouble maker
You're pushing me too far
Trouble maker
That's what you are
Trouble maker
On the fortieth floor of heaven, in the executive pent house suite
Sat commander & chief and creator, of the planets and galaxy’s
With a map of Louisiana and a file of photo and facts
He said look what these people, have done in my name
It’s a sin the way some of them act.
Chorus
I said god, he was talking to Peter, now god he was talking to Paul.
I said god, he was talking to Jesus,
But god isn’t talking, to some of these people at all
I offer them peace they want vengeance, I offer them faith they want power
I offer them mercy not money, I offer them hope they complain by the hour
They poison themselves with their judgment, they flatter themselves with pride
I give them the truth that could set them all free
but they build up cathedrals in which they can hide
Chorus
I said god, he was talking to Peter, now god he was talking to Paul.
I said god, he was talking to Jesus,
But god isn’t talking, to some of these people at all
If you do it to one of these, do it to me
If you give it to one of these, give it to me
If you spit upon one of these, spit upon me
If you rip off lie to, hit on I tell you, you might as well do it to me ya, ya, ya
Chorus
I said god, he was talking to Peter, now god he was talking to Paul.
I said god, he was talking to Jesus,
But god isn’t talking, to some of these people at all
Looking down the highway baby
Thinking 'bout a place to run
Saw a sign said for trouble makers
Sounds like I'd have some fun
Took a ride to that two bit town
Couldn't see nobody around
Then a man tried to slash my face
Welcome to this town
I'm a freedom fighter here I come
I'm a human racer watch me run
I'm a pain reliever
I'm a firm believer
I'm a freedom fighter
Here I come
Ain't got time to hang around
Ain't got time to play no games
Just rock and roll is on my mind
I can't feel no pain
All I need is a shotgun heart
A crossfire lightening dance
I blow your mind to outerspace
Love don't stand a chance
I'm a freedom fighter here I come
I'm a human racer watch me run
I'm a pain reliever
I'm a firm believer
I'm a freedom fighter
Here I come
I'm a freedom fighter here I come
I'm a human racer watch me run
I'm a pain reliever
I'm a firm believer
I'm a freedom fighter
Here I come
I'm a freedom fighter here I come
I'm a human racer watch me run
I'm a pain reliever
I'm a firm believer
I'm a freedom fighter
I'm a stranger in a strange land
Something's goin' on that I don't understand
I feel tension I sense pain
One spark could ignite this ball of flame
Temperature is rising fuse is set to burn
Chorus:
It's like fire
Fire and Gasoline,
Fire
Fire and Gasoline
The sun is burnin' Hell fire red
THe truth is turnin' round inside my head
My soul is blowin' on the wind of change
I know that things will never be the same
Temperature is rising fuse is set to burn
Chorus:
It's like fire
Fire and Gasoline,
Fire
Fire and Gasoline
Fire and Gasoline
Fire and Gasoline
Fire and Gasoline