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We Are All Bourgeois Now

By: Manic Street Preachers
Album: Lipstick Traces: A Secret History Of Manic Street Preachers
Country: *****
Kind of music: *****
Ranking: 175161 ↑+307

Manic Street Preachers » We Are All Bourgeois Now

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


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Sculpture Of Man
Sorrow 16
Sepia
Just A Kid
Donkeys
Spectators Of Suicide
Out Of Time
Valley Boy
Velocity Girl
Horses Under Starlight
Been A Son
Mr. Carbohydrate
Comfort Comes
We Are All Bourgeois Now
Forever Delayed
Can't Take My Eyes Off You
Didn't My Lord Deliver Daniel?
Strip It Down
What's My Name
Bored Out Of My Mind
Last Christmas
Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head
Dead Trees And Traffic Islands
It's So Easy
Close My Eyes
Rock And Roll Music
Socialist Serenade
Take The Skinheads Bowling
Bright Eyes
Train In Vain
Wrote For Luck
We Her Majesty's Prisoners
Prologue To History

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