Lyrics Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers

Golden Platitudes

The platitudes they all dissolved

They got too deep, got too involved

The platitudes just interludes

To break the trust with me and you

Oh what a shangri-la

Oh what a shower we are

Oh what a mess we've made

What happened to those days

When everything seemed possible

With no-one to tell you no

Where did the feeling go?

Where did it all go wrong?

Born to be a communist

But then the marriage failed

As did the partnership

The platitudes they all dissolved

They got too deep, got too involved

The platitudes just interludes

To break the trust with me and you

I fell back in love with love

I know that it might sound odd

The liberal left destroyed

Every bit of our youth

Left with the barest of bones

Leaving us all with holes

Where did it all go wrong?

Where did the feeling go?

Why colonise the moon

When every different kind

Of desperation exists?

In every single home

Where did the feeling go?

Where did the feeling go?

Where did it all go wrong?