Manic Street Preachers LYRICS

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Manic Street Preachers - Born A Girl - lyrics

Do I look good for you tonight
Will you accuse me as I hide
Behind these layers of disguise
In the mirrors of my own happiness
Ive loved the freedom of being inside
Need a new start and a different time
Something grows in the space between me
And its twisting and changing this fragile body
And I wish I had been born a girl instead of what I am
Yes I wish I had been born a girl and not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
The censorship of my skin
Is screaming inside and from within
Theres no room in this world for a girl like me
And place around there where I fit in
And I wish I had been born a girl instead of what I am
Yes I wish I had been born a girl and not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man
And not this mess of a man

Manic Street Preachers - Born To End - lyrics

Get some pain and I feel alive - born to end
Close my eyes overdose on hell - born to end
Get run over by no direction - born to end
Breathing dead and Im born to end - born to end
Fall to the floor my baby, baby
I no longer believe
Fall to the floor my baby, baby
Ive lost the love to sleep
H-bomb the only thing that will bring a freedom to life
Underneath blue skies beautiful empty dying
Nagasaki dolls are burning
Europe freed by mcdonalds and levis - born to end
Cant afford it so I hate it all - born to end
Images linger like repression - born to end
Concentration camps of our dreams - born to end
Fall to the floor my baby, baby
I no longer believe
Fall to the floor my baby, baby
Ive lost the love to sleep
H-bomb the only thing that will bring a freedom to life
Underneath blue skies beautiful empty dying
Nagasaki dolls are burning
Beg for mercy
Pray for war

Manic Street Preachers - Bright Eyes (live) - lyrics

Written by: batt
Is it a kind of dream
Floating down on the river
Following the river of death down stream
Oh is it a dream?
There's a fog on the horizon
A strange glow in the sky
And nobody knows where you can go
Or what does it mean
Oh, oh is it a dream
Bright eyes
Burning like fire
Bright eyes
How can you close and fail
How can the eyes that burned so brightly
Suddenly turn so pale?
Bright eyes
Is it a kind of shadow
Reaching over the hill
Wandering over the hills unseen
Or is it a dream
There's a high wind in the trees
A cold sound in the air
And nobody knows where you can go
And where do you start
Oh oh, into the dark
Bright eyes
Burning like fire
Bright eyes
How can you close and fail
How can the eyes that burned so brightly
Suddenly grow so pale
Bright eyes

Manic Street Preachers - Builder Of Routines - lyrics

I've sealed myself in
Laminated all of my skin
Sellotaped my world in bits
I must embrace paralysis
Only in you do we see ourselves
Only in you can we see our end
So sick and so tired of being 4 real
Only the fiction still has the appeal
Builder of Routines
It makes me safe and clean
It crucifies parts of me
But never seems to make me bleed
Only in you do we see ourselves
Only in you can we imagine our mend
So sick and so tired of being 4 real
Only the fiction still has the appeal
How I hate middle age
In between acceptance and rage
Democracy has sure made a fool out of me
But I am the builder of routines

Manic Street Preachers - Interiors - lyrics

Who sees the interiors like young willem once did
Your beautiful triangle of distortion
Now you seem to forget it so much
Who sees the interiors like young willem once did
Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow
Say where you are coming from
Say what you have left us
Are we too tired to try and understand
That nothing is nothing on that we depend
Take my hand together and we will cry
It really makes no difference
To what you see inside to what you see inside
Who sees the interiors like young willem once did
A beautiful landscape of your nation
Another era is not forthcoming
Who sees the interiors
Like young willem once did
Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow
Say where you are coming from say what you have
Are we too tired to try and understand
That nothing is nothing on that we depend
Take my hand together and we will cry
It really makes no difference to what you see inside
To what you see inside

Manic Street Preachers - Bright Eyes - lyrics

Written by: batt
Is it a kind of dream
Floating down on the river
Following the river of death down stream
Oh is it a dream?
Theres a fog on the horizon
A strange glow in the sky
And nobody knows where you can go
Or what does it mean
Oh, oh is it a dream
Bright eyes
Burning like fire
Bright eyes
How can you close and fail
How can the eyes that burned so brightly
Suddenly turn so pale?
Bright eyes
Is it a kind of shadow
Reaching over the hill
Wandering over the hills unseen
Or is it a dream
Theres a high wind in the trees
A cold sound in the air
And nobody knows where you can go
And where do you start
Oh oh, into the dark
Bright eyes
Burning like fire
Bright eyes
How can you close and fail
How can the eyes that burned so brightly
Suddenly grow so pale
Bright eyes

Manic Street Preachers - Buildings For Dead People - lyrics

We build buildings for the dead
We build restrooms for the sick
We build up walls for everything
We make a wall for the sake of it
And buildings for the people
And paintings for the blind
Capable of giving life
Or taking out your eyes
And buildings for the people
And paintings for the blind
Capable of giving life
Or taking out your eyes
Queue for bread is entertainment
When theyre trying to blow your head off
So from the womb into the tomb
Making sure you feel at home
And buildings for the people
And paintings for the blind
Capable of giving life
Or taking out your eyes
And buildings for the people
And paintings for the blind
Capable of giving life
Or taking out your eyes
History will make us or history will break us
All time is the same ......
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Get ready to say goodbye
Get ready to say goodbye

Manic Street Preachers - Can't Take My Eyes Off You - lyrics

Written by: crewe/gaudio
Youre just too good to be true
I cant take my eyes off you
You feel like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At last love has arrived
And I thank God Im alive
Youre just too good to be true
I cant take my eyes off you
Pardon the way that I stare
Theres nothing else to compare
The sight of you leaves me weak
There are no words left to speak
Darling you feel like I feel
And I dont have to know if its real
Youre just too good to be true
I cant take my eyes off you
I love you baby
And if its quite all right
I need you baby
To warm the lonely night
I love you baby
Trust in me when I say
Oh pretty baby
Dont bring me down, I pray
Oh pretty baby
Now that Ive found this day
So let me love you baby
Let me love you
Youre just too good to be true
I cant take my eyes off you
You feel like heaven to touch
I wanna hold you so much
At last love has arrived
And I thank God Im alive
Youre just too good to be true
I cant take my eyes off you
I love you baby
And if its quite all right
I need you baby
To warm the lonely night
I love you baby
Trust in me when I say
Oh pretty baby
Dont bring me down, I pray
Oh pretty baby
Now that Ive found this day
So let me love you baby
Let me love you

Manic Street Preachers - Royal Correspondent - lyrics

Lyrics by nicky wire, music by james dean bradfield and sean moore
Youve been this way since school
Dysfunctional, translucent
Royalty on your wall
So desperately mundane
Theyre inbred baby just like you
But youd love the chance to eat their food
Even though it has been chewed
Royal correspondent
Sad and lonely
Royal correspondent
Kills her daily
Dream of the daily mail
It is the holy grail
And then the bbc
Your life would be complete
Build a fountain, wash away the poor
Just as long as your motives are pure
Hold on tight or you just might lose her
Royal correspondent
Wears their sunday best
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest
Royal correspondent
Smarter than the rest
Smarter than the rest

Manic Street Preachers - S. Y. M. M. - lyrics

The subtext of this song
Ive thought about it for so long
But its really not the sort of thing
That people want to hear us sing
The context of this song
Well I could go on and on
But its still unfashionable
To believe in principles
South south yorkshire - mass murderer
How can you sleep at night, sleep at night
South south yorkshire - mass murderer
How can you sleep at night, sleep at night
The reason for this song
Well it may be a pointless one
But thank you jimmy mcgovern
For reminding me of what lives on
The ending for this song
Well I havent really thought of one
Theres nothing I could ever say
That could really take the pain away
South south yorkshire - mass murderer
How can you sleep at night, sleep at night
South south yorkshire - mass murderer
How can you sleep at night, sleep at night
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