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    Manic Street Preachers Nostalgic Pushead текст песни

    Nostalgic Pushead

    I am the raping sunglass gaze
    Of sweating man and escort agencies
    60′s alienation the anthem of care
    Now a knife constantly slashing eyelids
    Slavery to the beat
    Slavery to the chord
    Slavery to the pleasure
    Slavery to the god
    Slavery to the beat
    Slavery to the chord
    Slavery to the pleasure
    Slavery to the god
    They dig the new scene and their parties
    Where Stonehenge is worshipped and drugs a diety
    Vicarious thrills re-run their youth-
    We follow we have no voice the dead
    Radio nostalgia is radio death
    I wanna cover diamonds on my wife
    Hardrock nostalgia the Stones on c.d
    Tranquilised icons for the sweet paralysed
    Slavery to the beat
    Slavery to the chord
    Slavery to the pleasure
    Slavery to the god
    Slavery to the beat
    Slavery to the chord
    Slavery to the pleasure
    Slavery to the god
    So cool the new sound of the decade
    Thinks it’s so fresh not a post Elvis still
    All taste is nothing-old pictures blowdried
    Rebellion it always sells at a profit
    I am a face of fashion in Soho Square
    My tie is Paul Smith or Gaultier
    My cheeks blood red as my favourite port
    But hey cocaine keeps cholesterol at bay
    Slavery to the beat
    Slavery to the chord
    Slavery to the pleasure
    Slavery to the god
    Slavery to the beat
    Slavery to the chord
    Slavery to the pleasure
    Slavery to the god
    Some god



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