Masses Against the Classes Songtext
von Manic Street Preachers

Work with me, work with me
Do this thing
Oh-oh-oh-ah
One, two, three, four


Hello, it′s us again we're still so in love with you
And yes we mean it too, yes we′re so so in love with you
Hello, it's us again you thought you were our friends
Success is an ugly word especially in your tiny world
The masses against the classes
I'm tired of giving a reason
When the future is what we believe in
We love the winter, it brings us closer together
So can you hurt us anymore? Can you feel like it was before?
Or are you lost forevermore more fucked up and dead on alcohol?
Hello fond farewell my dears I hope you hear this nice and clear
Our love is unconditional our hate is yours to feed upon
The masses against the classes
I′m tired of giving a reason
When the future is what we believe in
We love the winter, it brings us closer together
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah

The masses against the classes, baby
I′m tired of giving a reason
When the future is what we believe in
We love the winter, it brings us closer together
Oh, oh, oh, oh, woah
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