Futurology

Black Square - Manic Street Preachers Europäische Träume, Europäische Schreie Europäische Himmel, Europäische Europäischen Straßen, Europäische Hoffnung Europäische Söhne, Europäische Liebe Europäische Träume, Europäische Schreie Europa Geht Durch Mi

The Next Jet to Leave Moscow - Manic Street Preachers An old jaded commie walking in Red Square With redefinition eyes of yesteryear I'm the biggest flaming hypocrite you'll ever see Because the market never lies and your conscience is clean So take

Europe had a language problem German roads, they gave me vision I've seen the future, it's not written This motion makes a modern love song European skies, European desires European roads, European hopes European sons, European love European dreams,

The View from Stow Hill - Manic Street Preachers How did this town get so old? The air I breathe feels so heavy and cold Always caught in between the capital and the other country Always caught in between the river and the valley You can still see th

(Instrumental) 专辑:Futurology 歌手:Manic Street Preachers 歌曲:Dreaming a City (Hugheskova)

I'm well aware of happiness And what it takes to get to it But the simple struggle of survival Transforms itself into betrayal Between the clock and the bed, there's only space and hell Waiting for the transportation Between the clock and the bed, sh

Defenders of the faith, with cruel/cold hearts they make You scarred and insecure, scared to say a word We've all fallen prey, to keep the wolves at bay (Wire): We'll come back one day, we never really went away, went away. One day we will return no

All the complications All the deviations All the holy edicts All the broken subjects (Let's go to war) (Let's go to war) (Let's go to war) To feel some pureness and pain (Let's go to war) We need to go to war again Working class skeletons Lie scatter

Let us overcome our endless progress "Art is never modern, for art is eternal" When every single day you're haunted by perfection Paintings are never finished but merely abandoned Resources – divorces With unknown forces Endless endorsements Slo

I am riding with the empty motorcade All the politicians have left the stage The spectre of the high street, the ghost towns return The out of town cathedrals suffocate and control We were young - and yet we were old We were bought - and yet we were

Driving slowly to the bridge With nothing left that we can give We smile at this ugly world It never really suited you Old songs leave long shadows Makes you shut down all your emotions Money needs money and slums need the poor Curled like an animal,