Socialist Serenade

Socialist Serenade - Manic Street Preachers

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

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

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 f**king labour