Manic Street Preachers
Democracy Coma
[Verse 1]
Sovereign fingers scrape our lives until we are bought
Screaming comatose with blackboard chalk
Siphoned minds suck a wallet full of love
Spitting out a language I don't wanna talk

[Chorus]
Mother of the free she said that we'd breathe
Mother of the free but we just scream

[Verse 2]
To me the coronation's another auto-da-fé
Taught in schools to see her as a glorious being
I don't see happy homes but the Belfast wall
In Walkman sounds hear Sony control

[Chorus][x2]

[Verse 3]
Parliament mother of United Nations
Mother of history's dead son, dead sons
DNA of restriction and law
Death, famine, spectacle of war

[Chorus][x2]