Socalist Serenade — текст песни (Manic Street Preachers)

Whats the point in an education

When you have to pay for the privilege?

This side of the truth where no sun shines

They dont count the cripples and the blind



I was thinking everybody had a chance

Like a dream stretched way too far

All this time such a debt to the city

I dont know whos the real enemy



This is a socialist serenade

Yes I have money but I hate champagne

This is a socialist serenade

I cant see the past anywhere



Some greater benefit for the people

Ha ha ha ha we all believed in you

Is it about the politics of celebrity

Or endless days in the sun of tuscany



This is a socialist serenade

Yes I have money but I hate champagne

This is a socialist serenade

I cant see the past anywhere, anywhere



This is a socialist serenade

Yes I have money but I hate champagne

This is a socialist serenade

I cant see the past anywhere, anywhere



Change your name to new

Forget the fucking labour