Black Holes for the Young (B-Side) [Remastered] Songtext
von Manic Street Preachers

Lots of sun for you, young boy
Lots of sun for you today
Subsidize the opera, forget coal
Sit around in the London smog

Cappuccinos amongst the fumes
I breathe it in and down the gym
Yes, I′m on a witch hunt now
And paracetemol, my only drug

(You've) I′ve got some black holes for the young
You won't feel it when it's gone
(You′ve) I′ve got some black holes for the young
You won't know when it′s gone, when it's gone

No sun for you, young boy
It will hurt your lily white skin
I don′t think it will hurt your mind
We'll be the ones who will give you soul


Close enough to fill all those holes
This tenderness slipping through my fingers
Sandy, sandy feet, ice cream to sleep
And no more feelings that you can′t feel

(You've) I've got some black holes for the young
You won′t feel it when it′s gone
(You've) I′ve got some black holes for the young
You won't know when it′s gone, when it's gone (when it′s gone)

When it's gone (when it's gone)
When it′s gone (when it′s gone)
When it's gone (when it′s gone)
When it's gone (when it′s gone)
Gone (when it's gone, when it′s gone)

(You've) I've got some black holes for the young
You won′t feel it when it′s gone
(You've) I′ve got some black holes for the young
You won't know when it′s gone, when it's gone