John Lydon: I Cry Alone

DAY-GLO PINK mini-dreads erupt from his scalp like antennae made of candyfloss. Iceberg blue eyes stare from cigarette ash skin. A smirk. A belch of indignation. And HEEEEEEEEEEERRRR-RRRRRRRRREEEEEEE-EEEEEEEEE'SSSSSSSS JOHNNY!