Текст песни Manic Street Preachers - Socalist Serenade
Manic Street Preachers - Socalist Serenade слова песни
Whats the point in an educationWhen you have to pay for the privilege? This side of the truth where no sun shinesThey dont count the cripples and the blindI was thinking everybody had a chanceLike a dream stretched way too farAll this time such a debt to the cityI dont know whos the real enemyThis is a socialist serenadeYes I have money but I hate champagneThis is a socialist serenadeI cant see the past anywhereSome greater benefit for the peopleHa ha ha ha we all believed in youIs it about the politics of celebrityOr endless days in the sun of tuscanyThis is a socialist serenadeYes I have money but I hate champagneThis is a socialist serenadeI cant see the past anywhere, anywhereThis is a socialist serenadeYes I have money but I hate champagneThis is a socialist serenadeI cant see the past anywhere, anywhereChange your name to newForget the fucking labour