Number of Lyrics in Album : 15
By Manic Street Preach, Blockades won't win you more votes A Cuban adjustment act Offer the
By Manic Street Preach, Dead martyrs, all stigmartyrs Dead heroes, for fear of zeroes Dead martyrs
By Manic Street Preach, We use ourselves like politicians For all the money and indecision Indecision,
By Manic Street Preach, Show me a wonder, you can't be sure of I exist
By Manic Street Preach, Liberty, sweet liberty Charitable respectability Then pacifism killed us all For all the
By Manic Street Preach, The nothing in me The apostle in me No interpretation For the heart
By Manic Street Preach, Into a vein exhibit the derelict A secular mosaic distracted at
By Manic Street Preach, Where are you now? Broken up or still around? The CIA says
By Manic Street Preach, Miss Europa disco dancer Feel the drug of your persona Miss Europa
By Manic Street Preach, I'm small and I'm tired I'm blurred to bits and wired I'm
By Manic Street Preach, Me-totemo-utsukushi-i-desu-ne Totemo-utsukushi-i-me-wo-shitemasu It's easy to see, it's easy to see To see only
By Manic Street Preach, You've been this way since school Dysfunctional, translucent Royalty on your wall So
By Manic Street Preach, My bedroom wall recalls what's in my head A collage constructed
By Manic Street Preach, Detoxification, purification The ravaged corner Cold and Run away, run away As fast as
By Manic Street Preach, I got the Wattsville blues I got nothing to lose now,