Manic Street Preachers

Solitude sometimes is
The place that I would like to live
Solitude sometimes is
When nothing really seems to fit

If black were truly black not grey
It might provide some depth to pray
To black out all the worlds of men
And demons too, but not even then
Solitude sometimes is

Solitude sometimes is
Life that no longer exists
Solitude sometimes is
When there’s nothing left to give

If black were truly black not grey
It might provide some depth to pray
To black out all the worlds of men
And demons too, but not even then
Solitude sometimes is

Drop your bombs on all I see
Leave this world alone for me
The thing I need to hide behind
It reigns beneath my holy skies

If black were truly black not grey
It might provide some depth to pray
To black out all the worlds of men
And demons too, but not even then
Solitude sometimes is
Solitude sometimes is…

Cut your hair in front of business men
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 you wear money
Sucking down Vodka, spitting our Perrier

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

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

Everyone is staring with the glaze of obsession
Interlocking cartels bypassing the bone
The empty statement of artschool dissension
Institutionalised expression of mass control

And if when America flings in whole
Your pile of misery where centuries be
And he does win a holiday after a poll
One per cent interest stand up with glee

Soul contamination spreads the germs of finance
Making weak minds think this is what they want
Power facts are brutally sold to worn darkened skin
Arise the new scum arise to the sound of a drum

With your desk degrees in civil engineering
They’re drawing up plans for a future for themselves
And sweet daddy buys up a university
On a mission tied next to suits

Soul contamination - die because you crossed by fire
Soul contamination - poverty expressed in your heart
Soul contamination - arise, surrender, burn
Soul contamination - do you rise up

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
Exported in society’s eyes
Democracy is an empty lie
Dead like our yesterdays tonight

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

Spectators of suicide
Exported in society’s eyes
Democracy is an empty lie
Dead like our yesterdays tonight

You’re gonna shoot us dead with decadence
You’re gonna shoot us dead with decadence

Paint your lips, things fall apart
Flowers of hate caress my skin now
Spend my time sucked up inside
Mutilation kick off all you believe in

Starlover you’re just a souvenir
Starlover you’re just another prayer
Starlover oh you touch me so
Feel like faces without kisses

Sterile wants spin in my head
Don’t need culture, I spit it out
Twist and fall, wounds don’t choke
I Piss on records, wanna see you dead

Starlover you’re just a souvenir
Starlover you’re just another prayer
Starlover oh you touch me so

A body voice born under torture
Leper cult disciples of a still born Christ
I worship stone so lance my eyes

Miles apart from anyone
Soma air waves of killing oxygen
We queue consuming anything
Hate all songs, aesthetic slavery now

Starlover you’re just a souvenir
Starlover you’re just another prayer
Starlover oh you touch me so
Feels like faces without kisses
Starlover
Starlover
Starlover
Starlover

Find your faith in your security
All broken up at seventeen
Jam your brain with broken heroes
Love your masks and adore your failure

We’re a mess of eyeliner and spraypaint
D.I.Y. destruction on chanel chic
Deny your culture of consumption
This is a culture of destruction

Don’t wanna see your face
Don’t wannt hear your words
Why don’t you just

Babes on the run with poisoned lips
Wrap your arms round this everlasting kiss
Clinging to your own sense of waste
All we love is lonely wreckage

Your school your dole and your chequebook dreams
Your clothes your suits and your pension schemes
Now you say you know how we feel
But don’t fall in love cos we hate you still

Don’t wanna see your face
Don’t wannt hear your words
Why don’t you just

Destroyed by madness
Destroyed by madness
Destroyed by madness
Destroyed by madness
Anxiety is freedom

In the morning
Don’t say you love me
Cause I’ll only kick you out of the door

I know your name is Rita
Cause your perfume smelling sweeter
Since when I saw you down on the floor
guitar

Won’t need to much persuading
I don’t mean to sound degrading
But with a face like that
You got nothing to laugh about

Red lips hair and fingernails
I hear you’re a mean old jezebel
Lets go upstairs and read my tarot cards

Stay with me
Stay with me
For tonight you better stay with me

Stay with me
Stay with me
For tonight you better stay with me

So in the morning
Please don’t say you love me
Cause you know I’ll only kick you out the door

Yea I’ll pay your cab fare home
You can even use my best cologne
Just don’t be here in the morning when I wake up

Stay with me
Stay with me
Cause tonight you better stay with me
Sit down, get up, get down

Stay with me
Stay with me
Cause tonight your going stay with me
Hey, whats your name again
oh no, get down, wooo

Ain’t no fun at the government hall
Slicked 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 going down to Suicide Alley
‘Cos the air I breathe
Tastes better down there

I’m going down to Suicide Alley
‘Cos the scenes are dead
And it’s the only place for me

And I’m going down to Suicide Alley
Where you can’t get at me
And I’m going down to Suicide Alley
Where I can be what I want to be

I’m going down to Suicide Alley
‘Cos the air I breathe
Tastes better down there

I’m going down to Suicide Alley
‘Cos the scenes are dead
And it’s the only place for me

And I’m going down to Suicide Alley
Where you can’t get at me
And I’m going down to Suicide Alley
Where I can be what I want to be

You wanna leave the world behind
With your eyes make a different scene
Up in Suicide Alley
You can be what I want to be

You wanna clean away my mind
With your eyes make a different scene
Up in Suicide Alley
You can be what I want to be

Stutter stutter says the little boy
I wanna blow a hole in my head
I swear what this world wants to hear
Trapped in what we know as truth syndrome

Stutter stutter silence no friend
Children can be cruel she said
So I smashed her in the fucking head
Sorry dear that’s the nature of Tourette

Stutter stutter nothing else but me
I twitch and turn while underneath
My contemporaries are so in control
Fuck you fuck you I grunt and groan

Stutter stutter can’t keep it no more
Children can be cruel she said
So I smashed her in the fucking head
Sorry dear it’s the nature of Tourette

Stutter stutter are your eyes closed
You know a hole through which you can fall
But I can’t even be bothered to hang on
When you’re this numb news don’t register
I just opened my eyes