Lipstick Traces: A Secret History Of Manic Street Preachers

Blessed be the blade
Blessed be the scythe
Dionysos against the crucified

Blessed be the blade
Blessed be the scythe
Dionysos against the crucified

Find your truth
Face your truth
Speak your truth
And be your truth

Find your truth
Face your truth
Speak your truth
And be your truth

Clean your flesh and mock your fears
The brightest sun is the purest gun

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Blessed be the blade
Blessed be the scythe
Dionysos against the crucified

Blessed be the blade
Blessed be the scythe
Dionysos against the crucified

Find your truth
Face your truth
Speak your truth
And be your truth

Find your truth
Face your truth
Speak your truth
And be your truth

Clean your flesh and mock your fears
The brightest sun is the purest gun

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Kiss your wounds and mock your fears
The brightest sun is the purest gun

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Heal yourself
Hurt yourself
Judge yourself

Cut your hair in front of business men
Kill yourself and censor health
Destroy words and ignore their truth
Wanna die and have never worked

I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling

I can't feel, no need to care
Narcotic of ambition poisoned my air
Wearing hate like you wear money
Sucking down Vodka, spitting our Perrier

I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling
I feel like falling, I feel like falling

Oh the road is beautiful
You live stoned on obedience
Your vanity kills people
Paint your ego in blood
Oh the road is beautiful

The wall is a reason for you to believe
There's too many numbers for us to sleep
The wall is a reason for you to believe
Because there are too many numbers, numbers, numbers

Oh the road is beautiful
You live stoned on obedience
Your vanity kills people
Paint your ego in blood
Oh the road is beautiful
Beautiful
Beautiful

Afraid of the sun
So afraid of the sky
Touch it and taste it
But don't reach too high

Bewildered by them
Then so uncomplicated
All these feelings
Not fully created

Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be

Afraid of the sun
So afraid of the sky
Touch it and taste it
But don't reach too high

Hurting and yearning
And yet so carefree
Waking and dreaming
The world at my feet

Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be

Just a kid amongst the Autumn leaves
A kid kicking around with no worries
Just a kid searching through the debris
Just a kid acting like I used to be
Just a kid acting like I used to be

Just a kid just a man and a boy
Just a moment that time will destroy

Obedience to the law is free desire
Under curfew from neon barbed wire
Wasting away this country, wearing like a born dead
Free heroin shots for those who never beg

Spectators of suicide
Democracy is an empty lie
Dead like our yesterdays tonight

The only free choice is refusal to pay
Life reduced to suicidal pain
Cigarettes a life-line, it's safety in death
Choking on the billboards, advertised and fed

Spectators of suicide
Democracy is an empty lie
Dead like our yesterdays tonight

You're gonna shoot us dead with decadence

Here I am in Amsterdam
I like it here they speak my language
Even though it's not my own
It's got BBC for comfort zone
And best of all, it's got Marks & Spencers
Equality for the masses never felt better

Some of my dreams, they may have come true
But so have my nightmares which I can't get through

And now I've lost the power to speak
And now I've lost the power to eat
Idle and out of touch in Europe
Nothing's gone and nothing's changed
All that was before will still remain
It's too late to learn a new currency

Some of my dreams, they may have come true
But so have my nightmares which I can't get through

They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
It's the only thing I can digest
Xenophobia or general disinterest
I must catch up with all this stuff

They call me a boring fuckhead
They say I might as well work in a bank
I tell them I wish I was, they tell me that I'm sick in the head
They say that I'm sick in the head

They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria

Have you heard of Matthew Maynard
He's my favourite cricketer
I would rather watch him play than pick up my guitar
Than play with my guitar

People tell me I should get out more
But the TV is my best friend
Cynicism is the only thing that keeps me sane
The only thing that keeps me sane

They call me Mr. Carbohydrate
They call me Mr. Inadequate
They call me Mr. Paranoia
They call me Mr. Hypochondria

Sometimes I just stay in bed
And think about the day
When I can retire, forgetting everything
I'll forget everything
Forget everything
Forever but not today
When I cannot, cannot say
No more yesterdays
No more yesterdays

There's something wrong somewhere here
So through unclean streets
I made my way

With holes in my shoes
And my children asleep at my feet
I paid my way

In every town on the way
The people looked grey
The buildings looked healthy

But one day I met a man
With money to spare
He said he would tell me how it is

The State he began
Has been propping up people too long
For far too long

We all got lazy and couldn't be bothered
To make our way through the world

But we are all bourgeois now
Once there was class war
But not any longer
Because baby we are all bourgeois now
So go out and make your way in the world

We're free to choose
We're all free to choose
We're all free to choose
We're free to choose

In booming Britain we all work together
To raise ourselves in the world
Each of us knows someone
Who has done well for themselves
So well for themselves

"Thank you" I said as I left
I'll be on my way
I see how it is

We are all bourgeois now
And somehow I'll raise myself in the world

I'm free to choose
We're all free to choose
We're all free to choose
I'm free to choose

We're all bourgeois now
We're all bourgeois now
We're bourgeois now

Screaming through the galaxy
Trapped in this eternity
Stranded helpless, endlessly
Alone, the lost vigilantes

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed

From the city to the sea
Will you all come follow me
To a place where we are free
Not tied to guilt or tied to greed

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed
Forever ever betrayed
Forever delayed

Forever ever delayed
Forever ever delayed
Forever ever betrayed
Forever delayed

Ain't no fun at the government hall
Slicked back injustice sits nicely next to smiles
Paranoia at the heels of too much greed
Obedience an art form while the sad bleed

Success and love dictate while skin touches fashion
Consumerism beauty for cheap appeal
I don't wanna dance for people to watch
Smother my life in interest accounts

Outside life brings down genocide
And consumer self-hate leads to designer bullshit
Hate is art and we steal cars
Decaying flowers in the playground of the rich

You can launch sweetly and say nice things
But I ain't ever on the way up
My only way is down on disease that tries to suffocate
The pure ideals that turn to hate

I'm ... I'm feeling too awake
I'm ... I'm tired of what I see
Everybody's dreaming running for the scream
The media's stinking drunk nothing is at stake

All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
Words choked on my lies repeating love till they cry
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
I'm bored out of my mind and I'm too stoned lazy to see

The sun ... the sun is leaving me
I can't ... see it anymore
I tried everything to get along with you
The nights too lonesome when the heat doesn't care

All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
Words choked on my lies repeating love till they cry
All the faces I love their skin as soft as leprosy
I'm bored out of my mind and I'm too stoned lazy to see

Raindrops keep falling on my head
And just like the guy whose feet are too big for his bed
Nothin' seems to fit
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he' got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling

But there's one thing I know
The blues he sends to meet me won't defeat me
It won't be long till happiness steps up to greet me

Raindrops keep falling on my head
But that doesn't mean my eyes will soon be turnin' red
Crying's not for me
Cause I'm never gonna stop the rain by complainin'
Because I'm free
Nothing's worrying me

I see your sister in her Sunday dress
She's out to please
She pouts her best
She's out to take
No need to try
She's ready to make

It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me

Cars are crashin' every night
I drink n' drive everything's in sight
I make the fire
But I miss the firelight
I hit the bull's eye every night

It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
Yeah it's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
See me hit you
You fall down

I see you standin' there
You think you're so cool
Why don't you just
Fuck off

Ya get nothin' for nothin'
If that's what ya do
Turn around bitch I got a use for you
Besides you ain't got nothin' better to do
And I'm bored

It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me baby
It's so easy, easy
When everybody's tryin' to please me
So easy
But nothin' seems to please me
It all fits so right
When I fade into the night
So come with me
Don't ask me where 'cause I don't know
I'll try ta please you
I ain't got no money but it goes to show
It's so easy

Just let me hear some of that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

I've got no kick againt modern jazz
Unless they try to play it too darn fast
And change the beauty of the melody
Until they sound just like a symphony

That's why I go for that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

I took my loved one over cross the tracks
So she can hear my man await a sax
I must admit the have a rockin' band
Man they were going like a hurricane

That's why I go for that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

Way down South they gave a jubilee
the jockey folks they had a jamboree
They're drinkin' homebrew from a water cup
The folks dancin' got all shook up

And started playin' that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

Don't care to hear 'em play a tango
I'm in the mood to hear a mambo
It's way to early for a congo
So keep rockin' that piano

So I can get some of that rock and roll music
Any old way you choose it
It's got a back beat, you can't lose it
Any old time you use it
Rock and roll music
If you want to dance with me
If you want to dance with me

Every day, I get up and pray to Jah
And he decreases the number of clocks by exactly one
Everybody's comin' home for lunch these days
Last night there were skinheads on my lawn
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Take the skinheads bowling
Take them bowling
Some people say that bowling alleys got big lanes
Some people say that bowling alleys all look the same
There's not a line that goes here that rhymes with anything
I has a dream last night, but I forget what it was
I had a dream last night about you, my friend
I had a dream--I wanted to sleep next to plastic
I had a dream--I wanted to lick your knees
I had a dream--it was about nothing

Say you stand by your man
Tell me something I don't understand
You said you love me and that's a fact
Then you left me, said you felt trapped

Well some things you can explain away
But my heartache's in me till this day

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

All the times
When we were close
I'll remember these things the most
I see all my dreams come tumbling down
I won't be happy without you around

So all alone I keep the wolves at bay
There is only one thing that I can say

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me

Did you stand by me
No, not at all

Now I got a job
But it don't pay
I need new clothes
I need somewhere to stay
But without all these things I can do
But without your love I won't make it through

But you don't understand my point of view
I suppose there's nothing I can do

Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?

Did you stand by me
Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way
Did you stand by me
No, not at all
Did you stand by me
No way

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 obsolete 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 cos you ain't frail
Underneath silk riches sixty six million giving slaves
This needle of religions 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