I couldn't find it again in my books, but I located this article on a site called jezebel.com that outlines the basics of this little tale:
"Little-known fact: During the 1970s, Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols nearly married New Wave legend Chrissie Hynde in order for her — a U.S. citizen — to keep her green card and stay in England to continue her work with the Pretenders. The fates, it turns out, had other plans as the pair's road to matrimony was interrupted by, first, a closed city hall and, second, a teensy-weensy incident in which Sid Vicious was thrown in jail for stabbing someone with a broken bottle. The marriage never came to be, though — let's face it — that's probably for the best."
Had it indeed gone through, they would have definitely been "The Talk of the Town"... I'll include another one for you today called "Message of Love"...
Such a drag to want something sometime
One thing leads to another I know
Was a time wanted you for mine
Nobody knew
You arrived like a day
And passed like a cloud
I made a wish, I said it out loud
Out loud in a crowd
Everybody heard
'twas the talk of the town
It's not my place to know what you feel
I'd like to know but why should I?
Who were you then, who are you now?
Common labourer by night, by day highbrow
Back in my room I wonder, then I
Sit on the bed, look at the sky
Up in the sky
Clouds rearrange
Like the talk of the town
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
Maybe tomorrow, maybe someday
You've changed your place in this world
You've changed your place in this world
Oh but it's hard to live by the rules
I never could and still never do
The rules and such never bothered you
You call the shots and they follow
I watch you still from a distance then go
Back to my room, you never know
I want you, I want you but now
Who's the talk of the town?
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