Manic Street Preachers - Strip It Down lyrics

Ain't no fun at the government hall
Slicked back injustice sit's nicely
Next to smiles
Paranoia at the heels of too much greed
Obedience an art form while the sad bleed

Success and love dictate while
Skin touches fashion
Consumerism beauty for cheap appeal
I don't wanna dance for people to watch
Smother my life in interest accounts

Outside life brings down genocide
And consumer self hate leads
To designer bullshit
Hate is art and we steal cars
Decaying flowers in the playground
Of the rich

You can launch sweetly and say nice things
But, I ain't ever on the way up


My only way is down on
Disease that tries to suffocate
The pure ideals that turn to hate

Strip it down