Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers (frecuentemente conocidos como "Manics") son una banda de rock procedente de Gales, asociada con la escena britpop, que adquiere popularidad en el Reino Unido a fines de los años 90. Son conocidos por sus letras inteligentes y habitualmente políticas. A pesar de que se los caracterizaba por haber sido una banda punk-rock durante la primera etapa de su carrera, actualmente su música es considerada como rock alternativo, debido a importantes cambios en su sonido. El letrista y guitarrista Richey James Edwards, (quien prefería ser conocido como Richey James) desapareció misteriosamente en 1995. Aún se desconoce su paradero. Políticamente, "The Manics" aparecen como un grupo socialista - inclinados a esa postura por la clase trabajadora durante su formación en Blackwood, Caerphilly, en el sur de Gales, que se evidencia en sus frecuentes letras y acciones politizadas. La banda también dio un recital altamente publicitado en Cuba, como invitados del entonces Presidente Fidel Castro.

Letra de Mausoleum
Wherever you go I will be carcass
Whatever you see will be rotting flesh
Humanity recovered glittering etiquette
Answers her crimes with Mausoleum rent

Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning

No birds - no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds - no birds
Holy mass of dead insect

Come and walk down memory lane
No one sees a thing but they can pretend
Life eternal scorched grass and trees
For your love nature has haemorrhaged

Regained your self-control
And regained your self-esteem
And blind your success inspires
And analyse, despise and scrutinise
Never knowing what you hoped for
And safe and warm but life is so silent
For the victims who have no speech
In their shapeless guilty remorse
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Obliterates your meaning
Your meaning, your meaning

No birds - no birds
The sky is swollen black
No birds - no birds
Holy mass of dead insect

I wanted to rub the human face in its own vomit... and force it to look in the mirror

And life can be as important as death
But so mediocre when there's no air, no light and no hope
Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn
The world lances youth's lamb-like winter, winter

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