Вершы: Manic Street Preachers. Another Invented Disease.

Drugs come out of boredom babe
U.N. exports it everyday
Their armies feed the ghetto lame
Government approve it just the same

Daylight bores the sunshine out of me
I need to feel alone amongst the weeds
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me
I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel

We need and we will always need
Another invented disease
We need and we are taught to need
Another invented disease

Left alone in corporate slums
Where germs are free not amex fun
Healthy bodies in empty minds
Only exist in advert time

Daylight bores the sunshine out of me
I need to feel alone amongst the weeds
Daylight bores the sunshine out of me
I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel, I need to feel

We need and we will always need
Another invented disease
We need and we are taught to need
Another invented disease

Sunk deep in my T.V.
Maybe sucked the soul from within me

We need and we will always need
Another invented disease
We need and we are taught to need
Another invented disease

We need and we will always need
Another invented disease
We need and we are taught to need
Another invented disease