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In 1985, I placed a bet and lied,
losing all that I had,
at least with all my heart intact.

In 1985, Orwell was proved right,
Torville and Dean's bolero,
redundant as a sad welsh chapel.
In 1985, in 1985.

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

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed

"I eat too much to die
And not enough to stay alive
I'm sitting in the middle waiting"

Days since I last pissed
Cheeks sunken and despaired
So gorgeous sunk to six stone
Lose my only remaining home

We've finally found a way
To consume boredom every day
We've all become our personal gods
We've all become so sad and lost
So sad
So sad and lost

A billion balconies facing the sun

Libraries gave us power
Then work came and made us free
What price now for a shallow piece of dignity

I wish I had a bottle
Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came

It's Here, It's a Secret, A Secret Society
It's Here, It's a Secret, A Secret Society

It's gone beyond me, beyond my vulnerability
Science fiction for the masses with no reality
Ban all this religion wipe it out and start again
Democracy - the highest state that man has learnt to invent

And all the masks I carry on my face
For you, for another
Some calm and then some grace
But once within a long and broken night
A face like mine, bereft of dreams and white

This is a song, this is a song
a song for a departure

The dreams of the city
Leave no room for self pity
We're all alone here
So all alone here

Always make the difference
Even when there is no chance
We're all alone here

Haven't shaved for days
Keeps the appearance of delay
The luxury of one more dye
Pretend humility the ugly lie
I would prefer no choice
One bread one milk one food that's all
I'm confused I only want one truth
I really don't mind being lied to

All we are is entertainment
Caught up in our own derangement
Tell us what to say and what to do
All we are are pretty faces
Picture perfect bottled rage
Packaged synthesized versions of you

We've all made petty fortunes but we can't afford a life

Drugs come out of boredom babe
U.N. exports it everyday
Their armies feed the ghetto lame
Government approve it just the same

Daylight bores the sunshine out of me
I need to feel alone amongst the weeds
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me

It's a cold and lonely message
At the end of a song
It invaded hearts and minds
But they couldn't get along
It can ask you to remember
It can ask you for a dance
So it seems that every song
Now is just one last chance

I wonder who you think you are
You damn well think you're God or something
God give life, God taketh it away, not you
I think you are the Devil itself

If hospitals cure
Then prisons must bring their pain
Don't be ashamed to slaughter

I don't know if I'm tired and I don't know if I'm ill
My cheeks are turning yellow
I think I'll take another pill

Praying for the wave to come now
It must be for the fifteenth time
I've been here for much too long
This is the past that's mine

A deeply obsessive
Suburban militias
Tender and blissful
Classified forever

A diplomatic fever
Of our own saviours
Married to the future

Wear your eyes as dark as night
Paint your face with what you like
Wear your love like it is made of hate
Born to destroy and born to create

Now baby, what've you done to your hair?
Is it just the same time of year
When you think that you don't really care?

The ballad of the Bangkok Novotel

No scream, no smile,
No nothing for me
It's so hot that I can't breathe
Nine stone two and six foot three
Rats are crawling on my feet
Shrivel to nothing for the company

Glory glory, hallelujah
Our truth comes marching on
Swing, swing
There's a little part of me
There's a little part of you
Remember the feeling
Of a frozen embryo
There's a bigger part of me

Lots of sun for you young boy
Lots of sun for you today
Subsidize the opera forget coal
Sit around in the London smog

Cappuccinos amongst the fumes
Breathe it in and down the gym
Yes I'm on a witch hunt now

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

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

Scratch my leg with a rusty nail
Sadly it heals
Color my hair but the dye grows out
I can't seem to stay a fixed ideal
Childhood pictures redeem
Clean and so serene
See myself without ruining lines
Whole days throwing sticks into streams

It's like the great man has written and has said
There is no love, only willing gentleness
The testimonials are exiting the turnstyles
A limitless supply of modern distractions

Data junkies, future PLC's
Misinterpretations through remote control
No domiciles, no time to reconcile

So much fun to be had in my head
No more sunshine
So much fun just lying in my bed
No more sunshine
I can't face the sunlight and the dirt outside
Wanna stay in 666 where this darkness don't lie

Drug drug druggy

Dying breeds
Show some sympathy
Get down on your knees
And pray for quick release

For the dying breeds
May become extinct
While our children wait

Emily, Emily, you're gift to me
Emily, a modern sense of beauty
Emily, as precious as your memory
A simple word called liberty

The relics, the ghosts, all down so many roads
The relics, the ghosts, all down so many roads
Emily, so pity, poor Emily

Empty souls will leave their homes
To find a place where they're alone
Rattling memories and hollow bones
Leaves a taste so bitter and cold

For empty souls will stand alone
Shivering like black-eyed dogs
Waiting to be taken home

Shed some skin for the fear within
Is starting to hurt me with everything

Freed from the memory
Escape from our history, history

And I just hope that you can forgive us
But everything must go

"I hate purity, I hate goodness. I don't
want virtue to exist anymore. I want everyone corrupt"

I am an architect, they call me a butcher
I am a pioneer, they call me primitive
I am purity, they call me perverted
Holding you but I only miss these things when they leave

Show me a wonder
You can't be sure of
I exist in a place
A self-made vacuum
But still stranded here
With all the scum
So clean - so lost - so beautiful

I write this alone on my bed
I've poisoned every room in my house
The place is quiet and so alone
Pretend there's something worth waiting for.

There's nothing nice in my head
The adult world took it all away
I wake with the same spit in my mouth

The further away I get from you
The harder it gets for everyone else,
For everyone else

The happier I am when I'm with you
The harder it gets when I am alone,
When I am alone

The nothing in me
The apostle in me
No interpretation
For the heart of me

I can't see right from my wrong
I've loved so much that I can't go on

I live to fall asleep
It's when I stop the hate
I never want to dream
It infiltrates beauty

I live to fall asleep
Regenerate and sin
Skin so tense gives in

I think I found it
And I think I love it
Buried in the dirt, hiding from the light

So I walked to the sea
Threw a pebble in for you and me
A day of wine and roses
Has made me feel alive

The future teaches you to be alone
The present to be afraid and cold
So if I can shoot rabbits
Then I can shoot fascists

Bullets for your brain today
But we'll forget it all again
Monuments put from pen to paper

Imperial body bags
Coming home in dribs and drabs
Life as numbers, with doggy tags
Filled with holes they're coming back

So come out of the sky
Never had a chance to wave goodbye
Thrown away and unhappy

If God persists, persists in saying yes
I guess we'll have, we'll have to test ourselves
Maybe the Summer, will come and clear our minds
And find the impulse, to love the sunshine

I guess we'll have to test, until there's nothing left
We said the truth was fixed, it's lost without a trace

Oh where are the young men?
Men of destiny
Only intervention can really set you free

How can we put our faith
In the United Nations?
When there's always someone
With ink on their fingers

Sleep the only thing to fill these holes
Even if that demon sells its soul
Remember the stories you've been told
I know the beauty that you adored

And it feels
Like it's all gone
The night is black

Tonight we beg, tonight we beg the question
If a married man, if a married man fucks a Catholic
And his wife dies without knowing
Does that make him unfaithful, people?

Oh mummy what's a Sex Pistol?
Oh mummy what's a Sex Pistol?
Oh mummy what's a Sex Pistol?

Blessed be the blades
Blessed be the sighs
Dionysus against the crucified

Find your truth
Face your truth
Speak your truth
And be your truth...

Hi Time magazine hi Pulitzer Prize
Tribal scars in Technicolor
Bang bang club AK 47 hour
Kevin Carter
Hi Time magazine hi Pulitzer Prize
Vulture stalked white piped lie forever
Wasted your life in black and white
Kevin Carter

Somewhere, on the other side of this wide night
And the distance between us
I am thinking of you
The room is turning slowly away from the moon
This is pleasurable
Or shall I cross that out and say it is sad?
(Carol Ann Duffy, 'Words, Wide Night')

Dance to the valentine anthems that kill
Valium veins and eyes that sink
Lying down I want, want a brainwash trip
Don't wanna wake next to your stretched skin

You're screaming so much
That I feel sorry to breathe
I wanna feel cold

Where are you now?
Broken up or still around?
The CIA says you're a guilty man
Will we see the likes of you again?

Can anyone make a difference anymore?
Can anyone write a protest song?
Pinky lefty revolutionary

We do also speak politics to you today

Leviathan, yeah, we all want one
Obedience, consent, accept death
Brutalness, this life is short
A damp refusal, you will be caught

Leviathan in disguise

Childbirth tears upon her muscle
Very first second a screaming icon
Babies in time barely even recognise
Words that once stroked now bruising tired lips

My idea of love comes from
A childhood glimpse of pornography
Though there is no true love

Love's sweet exile
Love's sweet exile

We blur into images of state
coercion
Classified machines die
misunderstood
City reflections pour out misery

Black out the whites of all your eyes
Give me the wide spaces that I need inside
I've been a rake recollection and then frame it with loss
Happy alone again with all my photographs

The masking tape that holds our life together
For six months of the year
The masking tape transparent forever

Hello it's usagain
We're still so in love with you
And yes we mean it too
Yes we're so in love with you

Hello it's us again
You thought you were our friends
Success is an ugly word

I am nothing and should be everything
You're methadone pretty, surrender in pity
Intentional destruction germ
Eats your thoughts and make you happy

They wanna piece of your skin
Pump it safer than, than a suicide
Methadone pretty

manic Street Preachers - Miss Europa Disco Dancer

Miss Europa disco dancer
Feel the drug of your persona
Miss Europa disco dancer
I'm in heaven when I see ya
Miss Europa disco dancer
Favourite son and favourite daughter

Was it all that bad?
Did it mean that much?
Did it help at all?
Did the world realy turn?

How could you throw it all away?
Did our conscience dare to stray?
Why did we bother anyway?

Culture sucks down words
Itemise loathing and feed yourself smiles
Organise your safe tribal war
Hurt maim kill and enslave the ghetto

Each day living out a lie
Life sold cheaply forever, ever, ever

REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION REVOLUTION

Never ever wanted to be with you,
The only thing you gave me was the boredom I suffocated in,
Adrift in cheap towns don't stop the rain,
Numbed out in piss towns,
Just want to dig their graves

I'm small and I'm tired
I'm blurred to bits and wired
I'm nothing in this universe
Nothing but pieces of dust

Appearing in more repeats
The mirror man has seen defeat
Hide away, be old and grey

my little empire has risen and it's set
my little empire is as good as it can get
my little empire is coming around
my little empire it don't make a sound
my royalty it does not exist it is extinct for the eye to see
my ideology it is dead and gone almost forgotten for the eye
to see
my little empire l'm sick of being sick

I'm feeling sick with alcohol
I'm feeling numb with stupid pain
I smelt death all around our name
I feel the snakes crawling upon my skin

Everywhere, everywhere is on its knees
I'm too scared and I'm too afraid ... too afraid

What's your story baby
No control of what I am saying
Winter leaves still make me believe
No vendettas, just a cherry blossom tree

Never had the chance to take you home
Now there's no reason just another tomorrow
You keep giving me your free airmiles

Me-totemo-utsukushi-i-desu-ne,
Totemo-utsukushi-i-me-wo-shitemasu-ne

It's easy to see, it's easy to see
To see only white where colour should be
It's easy to feel, it's easy to feel
But it's not good enough, even though it's real

I knew that someday I was gonna die
And I knew before I died
Two things would happen to me
That number one: I would regret my entire life
And number two: I would want to live my life over again

I knew that someday I was gonna die
And I knew before I died

I would like, I would prefer no choice,
Just one bread, one milk, one food for all,
I'm confused I only want one truth,
I really don't mind being lied to,
Don't mind being lied to...

So picturesque!
Picturesque, here tonight,

I don't believe the absolutes anymore
I'm quite prepared to admit I was wrong
This life it sucks your principles away
You have to fight against it every single day

These are the postcards from a young man
They may never be written or posted again
These are the postcards from a young man

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

Today a poet who can't play guitar

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

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

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

Rendition, rendition, blame it on the coalition
All the emeralds that are missing, oh I wish we still had jack lemon
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
And at the moment im jumping at sorrow
I wish I knew what I did wrong

There's no hope in the colonies
So catch yourself a lifeline
Things have gone wrong too many times
So catch yourself a slow boat to china

Fixing some holes from the tigers claws
All your tears will be trembling
Stick those teeth into my back

She'd walk on broken glass for love
She thought burnt skin would please her lover
To keep love alive and lust beside
Kind people should never be treated like

Empty arms and naked heart
The love she sought through faltering thought
Table for two, such a sweet delight

Beauty finds refuge in herself
Lovers wrapped inside each others lies
Beauty is such a terrible thing
She is suffering yet more than death

She is suffering
She sucks you deeper in
She is suffering

Sleepflower

Morning always seems too stale to justify
Lament blossoms, hours minutes of our lives
Broken thoughts run through your empty mind
At least a beaten dog knows how to lie

I feel like I'm missing pieces of sleep

You have your very own number
They dress your cage in its nature
Once you roared now you just grunt lame
Pace around pathetic pound games

Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround
To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick

Things get clear when I feel free
When whatever's next comes easily
When gentle hands give life to me
When your eyes fill with tiny tears

When I'm this still you are my life
[When I'm this still you are my life]
So at ease in the midnight sky

The sky is falling in on you
Crushed any happiness you knew
The tree gave more to you than love
It's still there but baby you're gone

Remember you, stretched out in the sun
All alone forever, conclusions foregone
Will you find some kind of nothingness?

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

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

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

Through early morning for I see
Visions of the things to be
The pains that are withheld for me
I realise that I can see

That suicide is painless
It brings so many changes
And I can take or leave them if I please

Your dream can never earn enough
Ultimate nihilistic love

Tennessee nights just zip-code love
Always believe the comfort of strangers
Tennessee eyes graffiti once blue
Media sells a trace of hate
Media sells a trace of hate

The gap that grows between our lives
The gap our parents never had
Stop those thoughts control your mind
Replace the things that you despise
Oh youre old I hear you say
It doesnt mean that I dont care
I dont believe in it anymore
Pathetic acts for a worthless cause

Wipe those tears away
Keep as still as you can
Hold your breath and dig deep
And stop those trembling hands

Make yourself pretty
Just for one last time
No one will ever know

It started with a long goodbye
It finished with a blink of an eye
We could have dreams we could have lied
But times just passed us by

But all the love that you showed
Never had a chance to grow, never grow
Just in case you didn't know the love that you showed

The Love Of Richard Nixon
The world on your shoulders
The love of your mother
The fear of the future
The best years behind you

The world is getting older
The times they fall behind you

THE COUNTRY WAS FOUNDED ON THE PRINCIPLE THAT THE PRIMARY ROLE OF THE GOVERNMENT IS TO PROTECT PROPERTY FROM THE MAJORITY
AND SO IT REMAINS

1, 2, 3, 4

Hello it's us again
We're still so in love with you
And yes we mean it too

The second great depression
Lasted longer than I figured
It stuck around and lingered
Surrounded me and conquered

The second great depression
Left me cold and withered
In your eyes I see it mirrored

And all the drugs in the world
Can't save us from ourselves
Victims with the saddest hearts
Passing by the grace of God
There by the grace of God 

With grace we will suffer
With grace we shall recover

You didn’t wake up this morning ’cause you didn’t go to bed.
You were watching the whites of your eyes turn red
The calendar on your wall is ticking the days off

You’ve been reading some old letters
You smile and think how much you’ve changed
And all the money in the world couldn’t bring back those days

"The Holy Bible", 1994

Do not listen to a word I say
Just listen to what I can keep silent
The only way to gain approval
Is by exploiting the very thing that cheapens me

And I stare at the sky

Loose and guilty and whipped
Sterility persecutes and I have plenty
Bruised and nailed and quit
Merciful and mourned and meek

Jealousy sows rejection with a kiss
In silken palms that tear bone from skin

Born in burial gowns, recessing slowly
You soon wish you couldn't see at all
Tortured in the mind, six voices alone
Futile gestures, emotionless groans

Everyone asks what's wrong but what's right
And a cute lie makes everything uptight
To kill your dream before it's considered

For you my dear sister
Holding onto me forever
Disco dancing with the rapists
Your only crime is silence

Can't work at this anymore
Can't move i want to stay at home
Tied up to all these crutches

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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

Drinking - water to stay thin
Or is it to purify
I love you all the same

But there's no - no real truce with my fury
You don't have to believe me
I love you all the same

Your love alone - is not enough not enough not enough
When times get tough they get tough they get tough they get tough

Trade all your heroes in for ghosts in for ghosts in for ghosts
They're always the one's that love you most love you most love you most

Your love alone - is not enough not enough not enough
It's what you felt it's what you said what you said what you said