Socialist Serenade Lyrics - Manic Street Preachers

Socalist Serenade Lyrics 

What's the point in an education 

When you have to pay for the privilege? 

This side of the truth where no sun shines 

They don't count the cripples and the blind 

I was thinking everybody had a chance 

Like a dream stretched way too far 

All this time such a debt to the city 

I don't know who's the real enemy 

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This is a socialist serenade 

Yes I have money but I hate champagne 

This is a socialist serenade 

I can't see the past anywhere 

Some greater benefit for the people 

Ha ha ha ha we all believed in you 

Is it about the politics of celebrity 

Or endless days in the sun of Tuscany 

This is a socialist serenade 

Yes I have money but I hate champagne 

This is a socialist serenade 

I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere 

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This is a socialist serenade 

Yes I have money but I hate champagne 

This is a socialist serenade 

I can't see the past anywhere, anywhere 

Change your name to New 

Forget the fucking Labour