Manic Street Preachers
The Passing Show
[Verse 1]
In pursuit of all your dreams, your dreams
You can't deny those stifled screams, screams

[Chorus]
Set the control to the centre of the sun
There’s no way you're ever stopping us now
I won't hear those sad refrains anymore

[Verse 2]
Your Paradise is set to fall, to fall
At least sell me something that feels like home, like home

[Chorus]
Set the control to the centre of the sun
There’s no way you're ever stopping us now
I won't hear those sad refrains anymore

[Verse 3]
I've always believed in higher taxation
I've never been bitter, never blamed the tax man