Lyrics Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers

Teenage 20/20

I wanna wake to a shot parade of wealth

And take a spray can to my useless vote

I don't like your city dresden dance

Im drowning in a manufactured ego-fuck

Were dead end dolls and nothings moving

Were dead end dolls and nothings moving

Were dead end dolls and nothings moving

Speeding so lonely into wall after wall

Teenage 20/20 beat the in-call

Sick to the stomach of our fingertip scrawl

All your rebellion corporation owned

Were dead end dolls and nothings moving

Were dead end dolls and nothings moving

Were dead end dolls and nothings moving