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Motown Junk

By: Manic Street Preachers
Album: No Album Songs
Country: *****
Kind of music: *****
Ranking: 75385 ↓-11820

Manic Street Preachers » Motown Junk

Never ever wanted to be with you
All you ever gave me was the boredom i suffocate in
Adrift in cheap dreams don't stop the rain
Numbed out in piss towns just wanna dig their graves

Motown, motown junk
I laughed when lennon got shot
21 years of living and nothing means anything to me

Motown junk a lifetime of slavery
Songs of love echo underclass betrayal
Stops your heart beating for 168 seconds
Stops your brain thinking for 168 seconds
Motown junk, motown junk, motown junk, motown junk

I don't want cos i just get
All your slut heroes offer is a fear of the future
Past made useless cos i'm dying now
Communal tyranny a jail that bleeds our wrists

Motown, motown junk
I laughed when lennon got shot
21 years of living and nothing means anything to me

Motown junk a lifetime of slavery
Songs of love echo underclass betrayal
Stops your heart beating for 168 seconds
Stops your brain thinking for 168 seconds
Motown junk, motown junk, motown junk, motown junk

Motown junk a lifetime of slavery
Songs of love echo underclass betrayal
Stops your heart beating for 168 seconds
Stops your brain thinking for 168 seconds
Motown junk, motown junk, motown junk, motown junk

We live in urban hell, we destroy rock and roll


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Manic Street Preachers - Motown Junk

Manic Street Preachers » In the album

Motown Junk
Comfort Comes
Hibernation
Dead Passive
Hanging On
Strip It Down
Sepia
The Masses Against The Classes
Prologue To History
Suicide Alley
A Vision Of Dead Desire
First Republic
Donkeys
Us Against You
Socalist Serenade
Montana/autumn/78
New Art Riot
Never Want Again
Starlover
Sorrow 16
Close My Eyes
Valley Boy
Sculpture Of Man
Are Mothers Saints
Rp Mcmurphy
Patrick Bateman
Bored Out Of My Mind
Black Garden
Mr. Carbohydrate
No One Knows What It's Like To Be Me
Too Cold Here
Black Holes For The Young
Teenage 20/20
Soul Contamination
Last Exit On Yesterday
We Her Majesty's Prisoners
Dead Trees And Traffic Islands
Buildings For Dead People

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