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MANIC STREET PREACHERS lyrics : "Gold Against The Soul"

Somebody told me to vote conservative
Tragedy is not known under this dimmest of lights
Everybody feels sick by the courtesy of dismay

Was I schooled without direction

Gold against the soul

Rock n' roll has a conscience
It supplies convenience
Gold against

Against the soul
Against the soul


Close the pits sanctify Roy Lynk an O.B.E.
Shareholding a piece of this $#&@ing country
Fossilize - make Yorkshire into a tourist resort

And dream of new ways to humble the poor

Gold against the soul

White liberal hates slavery
Needs Thai labour to clean his home
Gold erodes

Erodes the soul
Erodes the soul


A 1000 Marlboro death ignored everyday
And who gives a %#@! about sexuality


Gold against the soul
Working class cliches start here
Either cloth caps of smack victims

Gold destroyed
Destroyed the soul
Destroyed the soul

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