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Manic Street Preachers - Patrick Bateman - текст песни, видео

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Manic Street Preachers - Patrick Bateman - текст песни, видео

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He's a real cool guy and he's a hero of mine 
Travis, Rhinehart rolled into one cute son 
Less than zero a grotesque nightmare 
Subtly disturbing like normal behaviour 

I understand nothing and I cannot speak 
I'd walk in the park but the trees are diseased 
No sweetheart and I am too confused 
I only love my watch and my snake skin shoes 

I feel so small in the supermarket queue 
People seem to laugh at my choice of food 
My personality is held together with sellotape 
A loose fit just like a numb junkies hate 

I pretty my face with all this cream and stuff 
Ugliness inside much harder to cover up 
I lack the thought to care about politics 
Just do what I like ain't that democratic 

Genesis, Huey Lewis, Filofax, CD5 
A backdrop to discuss over expensive wine 
Didn't even know when or why I should stop 
I feel so stupid like a joke that belongs 

I guess all psychos are made out of money 
I cannot be saved as liberals keep telling me 
I don't wanna be understood I just wanna kill 
Out of blandness I am your everyday thrill 

Patrick Bateman 
We are babies crippled in Christ 
Patrick Bateman 
Therefore I must be God 
I must, I must be God 

I touched your lips but now I just paint 
Surface reflection all I desired babe 
I am melancholy, flower cutting through stone 
I am a crime everybody has at home 

Papers hate me but they need my behaviour 
The dignity amongst Hollywood trivia 
Escape is so cheap of alcohol and whores 
Mines the sanity of exclusive gun laws 

Art critics say porno's easily obscene 
Late Show retards Dice Clay is true poetry 
They've never tried living underneath the water 
That's real end of the century nausea 

Patrick Bateman 
We are babies crippled in Christ 
Patrick Bateman 
Therefore I must be God 
I must, I must be God 

Patrick Bateman 
We are babies crippled in Christ 
Patrick Bateman 
I fucked God up the ass 
I fucked God up the ass 

Patrick Bateman 
Patrick Bateman 
Patrick Bateman 
Patrick Bateman
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