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Song Repeat (UK) - Manic Street Preachers. London, England, consider yourselves warned. . Repeat after me. Death sentence heritage. Repeat after me. Death camp palace. . Repeat after me
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Song Removables - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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SongAustralia - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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Song Kevin Carter - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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Song Kevin Carter - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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This is Damn Dog by the Manic street preachers. Take one. . Two, three, four. . I can lick your face. I can bite it too. Ooh my teeths got rabies. I'm gonna give it to you. . Feed me, feed
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This is Damn Dog by the Manic street preachers. Take one. . Two, three, four. . I can lick your face. I can bite it too. Ooh my teeths got rabies. I'm gonna give it to you. . Feed me, feed
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Song Everything Must Go - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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Song Further Away - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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Song Enola/Alone - Manic Street Preachers. The Statue of Liberty looks so solemn on the TV. 100 percent risk of stepping outside. Every second too precious to try My heart aches for Enola, from my
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Song Slash 'N' Burn - Manic Street Preachers. You need your stars, even killers have prestige. Access to a living you will not see. 24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly. Gorgeous poverty of created
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Song No Surface All Feeling - Manic Street Preachers. Embarrassed possessed and so uncivilized. Just take a look at the whites of my eyes. See me now and I will apologies. For me, for you, we knew
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Song The Girl Who Wanted To Be God - Manic Street Preachers. There are no sunsets, just silence. You could see that she was true and faithless. But see through the future and forget all the lies
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Song Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky - Manic Street Preachers. You have your very own number. They dress your cage in its nature. Once you roared now you just grunt lame. Pace around
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Song Kevin Carter - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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SongAustralia - Manic Street Preachers. 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
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next. . And on the street tonight an old man plays. With newspaper cuttings of his glory days. . And if you tolerate this. Then your children will be next. And if you tolerate this. Then your
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next. . And on the street tonight an old man plays. With newspaper cuttings of his glory days. . And if you tolerate this. Then your children will be next. And if you tolerate this. Then your
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Song Slash 'N' Burn - Manic Street Preachers. You need your stars, even killers have prestige. Access to a living you will not see. 24 boredom, I'm convicted instantly. Gorgeous poverty of created
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SongInteriors (Song For Willem De Kooning) - Manic Street Preachers. Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did. Your beautiful triangle of distortion. Now you seem to forget it so much
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days. When you wish your bed was already made It's just another manic Monday. I wish it was Sunday. 'Cause that's my funday. My I don't have to runday. It's just another manic Monday Have to catch
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days. When you wish your bed was already made It's just another manic Monday. I wish it was Sunday. 'Cause that's my funday. My I don't have to runday. It's just another manic Monday Have to catch
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days. When you wish your bed was already made It's just another manic Monday. I wish it was Sunday. 'Cause that's my funday. My I don't have to runday. It's just another manic Monday Have to catch
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You're ritual everyday. A mild shower soak in aftershave. Best clothes do your best. Look in the mirror, go on Belittle yourself, yourself, yourself. Belittle yourself, yourself, yourself You go o
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I hate purity, I hate goodness. I don't want virtue to exist anyway. 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 ca
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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 i
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Winterlovers, winter trees. The beauty of dead industry. The stuff we saved, so fatally. Comes crashing down around me Winterlovers, winter trees. Winter longing, falling free. Shielding what we
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This one's for the freaks. For you're so beautiful. For all the devotion. Written in your soul. This one's for the freaks. For the lost and weak. For the butterflies and devotees and disciples o
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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 re
