Manic Street Preachers - Lipstic Traces : A Secret History Of Manic Street Preachers (2003) by Manic Street Preachers (보컬) on maniadb.com

Were we the Kinnock factor
Am I talking private sector
Do I think I'm Shaun William Ryder
Or my former friend whose now undercover
He's gone and I'm no deserter
Perhaps I'm hard all the same

Today a poet who can't play guitar
Tomorrow Steve Ovett has injured his calf
Next year the world's greatest politician
Yesterday the boy who once had a mission

I don't want to be
A prologue to history
A prologue to histor...

So I water my plants with Evian
A brand new Dyson that is decadent
Read my papers and the business section
Checkout the tessas and the pensions
Call my friends and they're alright
So I pray for the safety of the night

Today a poet who can't play guitar
Tomorrow Steve Ovett has injured his calf
Next year the world's greatest politician
Yesterday the boy who once had a mission

I don't want to be
A prologue to history
A prologue to histor...

Remember ethnic cleansing in the highlands
No one says a thing in the middle of En-ger-land
I'm bruised fruit but still taste so nice
But if you look at me you better look twice
I'm talking rubbish to cover up the cracks
An empty vessel who can't make contact

Today a poet who can't play guitar
Tomorrow Phil Bennett's playing outside half
Next year the world's greatest politician
Yesterday the boy who once had a mission

I don't want to be
A prologue to history
A prologue to history
A prologue to history
A prologue

Screaming through the galaxy
Trapped in this eternity
Stranded helpless, endlessly
Alone, the lost vigilantes

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed

From the city to the sea
Will you all come follow me
To a place where we are free
Not tied to guilt or tied to greed

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed
Forever ever betrayed
Forever delayed

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed
Forever ever betrayed
Forever delayed

Cut your hair in front of businessmen
Kill yourself and censor health
Destroy words and ignore their truth
Wanna die and have never worked

I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling

I can't feel no need to care
Narcotic of ambition poisoned my air
Wearing hate like they wear money
Sucking down vodka, spitting out Perrier, uh-huh

I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling
In hate

Oh the road is beautiful
You live stoned in obedience
Your vanity kills people
Paint your ego in blood

Oh the road is beautiful

The wall is a reason for you to believe
There is too many numbers for us to sleep
The wall is a reason for you to believe
Because there are too many numbers, numbers, numbers...

Oh the road is beautiful
You live stoned in obedience
Your vanity kills people
Paint your ego in blood
Oh the road is
BEAUTIFUL
BEAUTIFUL
Beautiful

Socalist Serenade Lyrics

What's the point in an education
When you have to pay for the privilege?
This side of the truth where no sun shines
They don't count the cripples and the blind

I was thinking everybody had a chance
Like a dream stretched way too far
All this time such a debt to the city
I don't know who's the real enemy

This is a socialist serenade
Yes I have money but I hate champagne
This is a socialist serenade
I can't see the past anywhere

Some greater benefit for the people
Ha ha ha ha we all believed in you
Is it about the politics of celebrity
Or endless days in the sun of Tuscany

This is a socialist serenade
Yes I have money but I hate champagne
This is a socialist serenade
I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere

This is a socialist serenade
Yes I have money but I hate champagne
This is a socialist serenade
I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere

Change your name to New
Forget the fucking Labour

Need someone to nurse me
Reach out for the first person I see
Comforts the helpless sole vanity
Caressing the broken heart of me

The difference between love and comfort
Is that comfort's more reliable and true
Brutal and mocking but always there
A crutch for emnity's saddest glare

I wish that someone would hold me
Wrap their arms around a shrinking somebody
Comfort comes and ease me till the morning
Whispered words of sanctuary

The difference between love and comfort
Is that comfort's more reliable and true
Brutal and mocking but always there
A crutch for emnity's saddest glare

Forgetting how I hate self-pity blonde
Comfort comes and smooths her over
Calloused hands turn a beautiful dress
Handcuffs now her pearl bracelets

They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
It's the only thing I can digest
Xenophobia or general disinterest
I must catch up with all this stuff

They call me a boring fuckhead
They say I might as well work in a bank
I tell them I wish I was, they tell me that I'm sick in the head
They say that I'm sick in the head

They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria

Have you heard of Matthew Maynard
He's my favourite cricketer
I would rather watch him play than pick up my guitar
Than play with my guitar

People tell me I should get out more
But the TV is my best friend
Cynicism is the only thing that keeps me sane
The only thing that keeps me sane

They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria

Sometimes I just stay in bed
And think about the day
When I can retire, forgetting everything
I'll forget everything
Forget everything
Forever but not today
When I cannot, cannot say
No more yesterdays
No more yesterdays

Paralysis through analysis
Yellow moral unclean decay
Silence begins to help me now
The sunshine it fades away
Symbols have now disappeared
How could this happen to me?
How could this happen to me?

But now I feel so weak
Dead trees and traffic islands never meet
Is this, is this my defeat?
This purgatory for beginners
Dead trees and traffic islands

Tolerance slips away
Body shrugs and says hello once more
Paint the walls within my mind
Clandestine brain finished period
Lips turn grey inside turns out
I show little defence
I show little defence

But now I feel so weak
Dead trees and traffic islands never meet
Is this, is this my defeat?
This purgatory for beginners
Dead trees and traffic islands

A framed adolescence
Steeped in the history of you
Stopped in the summer once for you

Experience is lost on me
I am melancholia eternally
But I still smile so stupidly

For the first time ever
I don't understand my television

And just like the moment
In Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
I'm perpetually stuck in a sepia film
But bleeding inside I manage to keep it all in
I keep it all in

I've spoken so much rubbish
Done it in no time at all
Feelings are so fatal in the fall

No you never kissed me
Never felt anything for me
Sepia that stain that I remembered

In these unwritten diaries
That can never breathe, never breathe

And just like the moment
In Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
I'm perpetually stuck in a sepia film
But bleeding inside I manage to keep it all in
I keep it all in

And just like the moment
In Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid
I'm perpetually stuck in a sepia film
But bleeding inside I manage to keep it all in
I keep it all in

Obedience to the law is free desire
Under curfew from neon barbed wire
Wasting away this country
Wearing like a born dead
Free heroin shots for those who never beg


Spectators of suicide
Exploding in society's eye
Democracy is an empty lie
Dead like our yesterdays tonight


The only free choice is refusal to pay
Life reduced to suicidal pain
Cigarettes a life-line, it's safety in death
Choking on the billboards
Advertised and fed


Spectators of suicide
Exploding in society's eye
Democracy is an empty lie
Dead like our yesterdays tonight


You're gonna shoot us dead with decadence

Sovereign fingers scrape our lives until we are bought
Screaming comatose with blackboard chalk
Siphoned minds suck a wallet full of love
Spitting out a language I don't wanna talk

Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream

To me the coronation's another auto-da-fe
Taught in schools to see her as a glorious being
I don't see happy homes but the Belfast wall
In Walkman sounds hear Sony control

Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream

Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream

Parliament mother of United Nations
Mother of history's dead son, dead sons
DNA of restriction and law
Death, famine, spectacle and war

Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream

Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream

And shocks of hospitals and jails and wars
Whole intellects disgorged in total recall

In Walkman sounds hear Sony control

Ain't no fun at the government hall
Sucked back injustice sits nicely next to smiles
Paranoia at the heels of too much greed
Obedience an art form while the sad bleed

Success and love dictate while skin touches fashion
Consumerism beauty for cheap appeal
I don't wanna dance for people to watch
Smother my life in interest accounts

Outside life brings down genocide
And consumer self-hate leads to designer bullshit
Hate is art and we steal cars
Decaying flowers in the playground of the rich

You can launch sweetly and say nice things
But I ain't ever on the way up
My only way is down on disease that tries to suffocate
The pure ideals that turn to hate

I'm ... I'm feeling too awake
I'm ... I'm tired of what I see
Everybody's dreaming running for the scream
The media's stinking drunk nothing is at stake

All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
Words choked on my lies repeating love till they cry
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
I'm bored out of my mind and I'm too stoned lazy to see

The sun ... the sun is leaving me
I can't ... see it anymore
I tried everything to get along with you
The nights too lonesome when the heat doesn't care

All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
Words choked on my lies repeating love till they cry
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
I'm bored out of my mind and I'm too stoned lazy to see

Afraid of the sun
So afraid of the sky
Touch it and taste it
But don't reach too high

Bewildered by them
Then so uncomplicated
All these feelings
Not fully created

Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be

Afraid of the sun
So afraid of the sky
Touch it and taste it
But don't reach too high

Hurting and yearning
And yet so carefree
Waking and dreaming

The world at my feet

Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be

Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be

Just a kid just a man and a boy
Just a moment that time will destroy

I close my eyes and then I count to ten
Shake some hands and then I feel ashamed
I'm in control but I am out of time
I lost the need for any desire
Any desire

I had ambition but it slipped away
In holy goodness it is here to stay
It's not about us anymore
It's not about us, 'bout us anymore

I close my eyes and then I count to ten
I open them up and I shut them again
Look at the crowd and then forget my part
Back to memory and then back to the start
Back to the start

Back to some familiar song
Back to reality, back to fuck all
It's not about us anymore
It's not about us, 'bout us anymore

Close my eyes and then I count to ten
Sign some papers and then they are my friends
Attempt to make a bed, my skin aches
Not even massage can make my body straight
My body straight

Count to ten and pretend I'm home
Just a job I get well paid for
It's not about us anymore
It's not about us, 'bout us anymore

I close my eyes
I close my eyes

I close my eyes
I close my eyes

Here I am in Amsterdam
I like it here they speak my language
Even though it's not my own
It's got BBC for comfort zone
And best of all, it's got Marks & Spencers
Equality for the masses never felt better

Some of my dreams, they may have come true
But so have my nightmares which I can't get through

And now I've lost the power to speak
And now I've lost the power to eat
Idle and out of touch in Europe
Nothing's gone and nothing's changed
All that was before will still remain
It's too late to learn a new currency

Some of my dreams, they may have come true
But so have my nightmares which I can't get through

There's something wrong somewhere here,
So through unclean streets,
I made my way.
With holes in my shoes and my children asleep at my feet.
I paid my way.

In every town on the way,
The people looked grey, the buildings looked healthy,
But one day I met a man,
With money to spare,
He said he will tell me how it is.

The state he began has been propping up people too long.
For far too long.
We all got lazy and couldn't be bothered to make our way through the world.

But we are all bourgeois now,
Once there was class war,
But not any longer because baby we are all bourgeois now,
So go out and make your way in the world.
We're free to choose.

We're all free to choose x2
We're free to choose.

In booming Britain, we all work together to raise ourselves in the world.
Each of us know someone who has done well for themselves.
So well for themselves.
"Thank you" I said as I left,
I'll be on my way,
I see how it is,
We are all bourgeois now and somehow I'll raise myself through the world.
I'm free to choose.

We're all free to choose x2
I'm free to choose.
We're all bourgeois now x2
We're bourgeois now.

Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

I've got no kick againt modern jazz
Unless they try to play it too darn fast
And change the beauty of the melody
Until they sound just like a symphony

That's why I go for that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

I took my loved one over cross the tracks
So she can hear my man await a sax
I must admit they have a rockin' band
Man they were going like a hurricane

That's why I go for that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

Way down South they gave a jubilee
the jockey folks they had a jamboree
They're drinkin' homebrew from a water cup
The folks dancin' got all shook up

And started playin' that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

Don't care to hear 'em play a tango
I'm in the mood to hear a mambo
It's way to early for a congo
So keep rockin' that piano

So I can get some of that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

Every day, I get up and pray to Jah
And he increases the number of clocks by exactly one
Everybody's comin' home for lunch these days
Last night there were skinheads on my lawn

Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling

Some people say that bowling alleys got big lanes
(Got big lanes, got big lanes)
Some people say that bowling alleys all look the same
(Look the same, look the same)
There's not a line here that goes here that rhymes with anything
(Anything, anything)
Last night I had a dream, but I forget what it was
(What it was, what it was)

Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling

I had a dream last night about you, my friend
I had a dream - I wanted to sleep next to plastic
I had a dream - I wanted to lick your knees
I had a dream - it was about nothing

Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling

Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling

She should have stayed away from friends
She should have had more time to spend
She should have died when she was born
She should have worn a crown of thorns

She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son

She should have stood out in the crowd
She should have made her mother proud
She should have fallen on her stance
She should have had another chance

She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son

She should have stayed away from friends
She should have had more time to spend
She should have died when she was born
She should have worn a crown of thorns

She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son
She should have been, been a son

verse 1
You don't know what's going on
You've been away for far too long
You can't come back and think you are still mine
You're out of touch, my baby
My poor discarded baby
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
chorus
Well, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
I said, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
Yes, you are left out
Out of there without a doubt
'cause, baby, baby, baby, you're out of time
verse 2
A girl who wants to run away
Discovers that she's had her day
It's no good you thinking
that you are still mine
You're out of touch my baby
My poor unfaithful baby
I said baby, baby, baby,
you're out of time
verse 3
You thought you were a clever girl
Giving up your social whirl
But you can't come back
and be the first in line
You're obsolete my baby
My poor old-fashioned baby
I said baby, baby, baby
you're out of time

Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he' got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

But there's one thing I know
The blues he sends to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Crying's not for me
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me.

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

Say you stand by your man
Tell me something I don't understand
You said you love me and that's a fact
Then you left me, said you felt trapped

Well some things you can explain away
But my heartache's in me till this day

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

All the times
When we were close
I'll remember these things the most
I see all my dreams come tumbling down
I won't be happy without you around

So all alone I keep the wolves at bay
There is only one thing that I can say

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me

Did you stand by me
No, not at all

Now I got a job
But it don't pay
I need new clothes
I need somewhere to stay
But without all these things I can do
But without your love I won't make it through

But you don't understand my point of view
I suppose there's nothing I can do

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?

Did you stand by me
Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way
Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

I wrote for luck
They sent me you
I sent for juice
They sent me poison
I hold the line
You form a queue
Try nothing hard
There's nothing else you can do
You can try
But you can't chain me
I can sniff, bend, stand and bend and roll over
I don't breathe
I just dance
There's more than one sign
And it's getting less
When you're wet
You're getting dryer
You used to speak the truth
But now you're a liar
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever

I wrote for luck
They sent me you
I sent for juice
They sent me poison
I hold the line
You form a queue
Try nothing hard
There's nothing else you can do
And when you're wet
You're getting dryer
You used to speak the truth
But now you're a liar
You used to speak the truth
But now you're clever
And when it's hot
You start to melt
Cos you're not made of cheese
You're made of chocolate
And when it's cold
You tend to cry
Keep on piling out
And not putting by

Here she comes again
With vodka in her veins
Been playing with a spike
She couldn't get it right

Splendour in silver dress
Velocity possessed
The world was hers again
It fell apart again

I don't need anyone to hurt me
No, not anyone at all
Cause my so-called friends have left me
And I don't care at all

Leave me alone
Leave me alone
Leave me alone

Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To stop me from tears
I'll give it to someone special

Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year
To stop me from tears
I'll give it to someone special

Once bitten but twice shy
I keep my distance
But you still catch my eye
Tell me baby
Do you recognize me?
It's been a year
It doesn't surprise me

Merry Christmas
I wrapped it up and send it
With a note saying "I love you"
I meant it
Now I know what a fool I've been
But if you kissed me now
I know you'd fool me again

Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year to save me from tears
I'll give it to someone special

Last Christmas
I gave you my heart
But the very next day you gave it away
This year to stop me from tears
I'll give it to someone special