Album Name

The Holy Bible 20 (Deluxe)

Artist

Manic Street Preachers

Genre

록/메탈

Release Date

2014.12.09

Release Agency

Sony Music

Yes (US Mix) (Remastered) - Manic Street Preachers
For sale
dumb cunt's same dumb questions
Virgin listen
all virgins are liars honey
And I don't know what I'm scared of
or what I even enjoy
Dulling get money
but nothing turns out like you want it to
And in these plagued streets of pity
you can buy anything
For $200 anyone can conceive
a God on video
He's a boy
you want a girl so tear off his cock
Tie his hair in bunches fuck him
call him rita if you want
I eat and I dress and I wash
and I still can say thank you
Puking shaking sinking
I still stand for old ladies
Can't shout can't scream
hurt myself to get pain out
I 't' them 24 7 all year long
Purgatory's circle drowning here
someone will always say yes
Funny place for the social
for the insects to start caring
Just an ambulance at the bottom of a cliff
In these plagued streets of pity
you can buy anything
For $200 anyone can conceive
a God on video
He's a boy
you want a girl so tear off his cock
Tie his hair in bunches fuck him
call him rita if you want if you want
I eat and I dress and I wash
and I can still say thank you
Puking shaking sinking
I still stand for old ladies
Can't shout can't scream
hurt myself to get pain out
Power produces desire
the weak have none
There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty
Solitude solitude the 11th commandment

The only certain thing that is left about me
There's no part of my body
that has not been used
Pity or pain to show displeasure's shame
Everyone I've loved or hated
always seems to leave
And in these plagued streets of pity
you can buy anything
For $200 anyone can conceive
a God on video
He's a boy
you want a girl so tear off his cock
Tie his hair in bunches fuck him
call him rita if you want if you want
Power produces desire the weak have none
There's no lust in this coma even for a fifty
Solitude solitude the 11th commandment
Don't hurt just obey lie down
do as they say
May as well be heaven this hell
smells the same
These sunless afternoons I can't find myself