Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky (Everything Must Go)
You have your very own number
They dress your cage in its nature
Once you roared now you just grunt lame
Pace around pathetic pound games
Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround
To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick
For the outside,
The small black flowers that grow in the sky
They drag sticks along your walls
Harvest your ovaries dead mothers crawl
Here comes warden, Christ, temple, elder
Environment not yours you see through it all
Wanna get out won't miss you sensaround
To carry your own dead to swing your tyre tricks
Wanna get out here you're bred dead quick
For the outside,
The small black flowers that grow in the sky
Here chewing your tail is joy
What do these Manic Street Preachers lyrics mean?
I'm not sure, but if you tolerate this then your children will be next. ; )
Sorry for the stupid answer, but I haven't heard anyone talk about MSP in a long time and I've been listening to that song again here lately.
Seriously, I just found this out about the song though:
Here, Richey Edwards empathizes with a zoo animal's state of mind while in captivity. This is one of the songs completed after his disappearance.
Reply:Yes, check out www.songfacts.com. Report It
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