Lyrics Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers

Ballad Of The Bangkok Novotel

No scream, no smile,

No nothing for me

It's so hot that I can't breathe

Nine stone two and six foot three

Rats are crawling on my feet

Shrivel to nothing for the company

Lizards and geckos cover me

Military Police are after me

But everybody else seems so happy

Mini sized apples filled with disease

Even the water tastes like tea

On a diet of Gaviscon

Look at me I'm fucking gone

A light watch, my time today

Madonna's fucking on the car again

On the phone ten times a day

Hiding under the table again

Breakfast, my mouth tastes like piss

Masturbation, there's nothing left

In a daze, anorexic haze

Look outside and join the insane

The bug inside of me won't go

Egg and chips is all I want

So hungry I can taste home

Wake up screaming on all fours

Knocking knock knocking on my door

My life is a disaster

Giant ice cubes rolling on the floor

Someone help me dear God

Everybody has fake smiles

I am losing my fucking mind

I've had enough of being alone

I'd give anything to save my soul

I think that I have seen the Devil

Satan smiles at me in the mirror

Revolution in the Golden Palace

Four sickly boys are losing resistance

So much porn and alcohol

I'm so numb to my hormones

But my liberty is winning

Five years later I'm still shaking