Manic Street Preachers

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.

Here's a true story
Said someone to me yesterday
Said he'd heard it in a taxi
Must have had him at my mercy
Drown that poor thing put it out of its misery
Condemn it to its future deny its history - deny its history

So where are we going we're not ready for drowning
So where are we going we're not ready for drowning

Look through my venetian blinds
Dusting the past off my mind
Seeing orange everywhere
I'd go to Patagonia but it's harder there
I'll do anything to prove I care
Fascinated by good
Destroyed by evil what is there to believe in

So where are we going we're not ready for drowning
So where are we going we're not ready for drowning
So where are we going we're not ready for drowning
So where are we going we're not waving we are drowning

Conscience binds you in chains
Trail by stone hammer and nails
No-one made the holes but me
Misery mourns to be devoured

Killed God blood soiled unclean again
Killed God blood soiled skin dead again
Again everywhere again

All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always
All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always

Never grown preserved gently
A bronze moth dies easily
Unknown to others weak to me
Broken hands never ending

Aimless but of my own perception
Numbly waiting for voices to tell me
For voices to tell me

All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always
All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always
All removables, all transitory
All removables, passing always

Rendition, rendition, blame it on the coalition
All the air miles that are missing, oh I wish we still had Jack Lemmon
Rendition, rendition I never knew the sky was a prison
It's a long hard revolution, oh good God I feel like a liberal

For tomorrow I will beg, steal and borrow
Another moment of joy, pain and sorrow
I wish I knew what I did wrong
Can anybody hear the screaming of us? The screaming of us
In the long hard revolution

Rendition, rendition, blame it on the coalition
The CIA will stay invisible, oh good God I sound like a liberal
Rendition, rendition I never knew the sky was a prison
It's a long hard revolution, oh good God I feel like a liberal

For tomorrow I will beg, steal and borrow
Another moment of joy, pain and sorrow
I wish I knew what I did wrong
Can anybody hear the screaming of us? The screaming of us
In the long revolution

For tomorrow I will beg, steal and borrow
Another moment of joy, pain and sorrow
I wish I knew what I did wrong
Can anybody hear the screaming of us? The screaming of us
In the long revolution

Repeat After Me
Fuck Queen and Country
Repeat After Me
Death Sentence Heritage
Repeat After Me
Death Camp Palace
Useless Generation
Dumb Flag Scum
Useless Generation
Dumb Flag Scum
Repeat After Me
Fuck Queen and Country
Repeat After Me
Royal Khymer Rouge
Repeat After Me
Imitation Demi-Gods
Useless Generation
Dumb Flag Scum
Useless Generation
Dumb Flag Scum
Repeat After Me
Fuck Queen and Country
Useless Generation
Dumb Flag Scum
Useless Generation
Dumb Flag Scum