Až se bude s odstupem hodnotit britská hudební scéna poslední dekády minulého století určitě v něm bude mít výrazné místo velšská kapela Manic Street Preachers. Jejich hudební snahy ale nepolevují ani v novém tisíciletí. Do nové dekády vkročili v...
Píseň: We Her Majesty's Prisoners
- Interpret:
- Manic Street Preachers
- Album:
- Lipstick Traces - A Secret History Of
Jewels drip red and I don't sound proud Treason is ambition I want dead procession All we got unholy left-overs of a compromise Leaving us like butterflies trapped in frost (Bow down) Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you England's glory lives on in world wide genocide So celebrate Buchenwald as Her Majesty's heir Now an obselete face on a currency of illusion No matter what we own we can't buy freedom Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Throw myself against you cause you ain't frail Underneath silk riches sixty six million giving slaves The needle of religion's gonna rust my skin Tear out and exit obeyance of created sin Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you baby Faces pressed at gates of anniversary torture Without these fake images we'd never bow down Don't need this history but we still accept Conscripted into a past that invents our guilt Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you Ceremony rape machine Love won't corrode you baby
Lipstick Traces - A Secret History Of (2003)
9. Dead trees and traffic islands
19. We Her Majesty's Prisoners
23. Take The Skinheads Bowling
26. Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head