Album Cover Manic Street Preachers
THIS IS MY TRUTH TELL ME YOURS
EPIC - 491703 2
UK Release Date 14th Septemeber 1998

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The most eagerly-anticipated album of the year is finally here, and it carries on from where the Manics last single ('If You Tolerate This Your Children Will Be Next') left us. The Manics have taken their time over this album - recording 19 tracks (they chose 13 for the album) over some nine months, spread in batches of three-week stints. After a few plays of this album you will be left saying it is their best yet. It may be more commercial than previous records but it is also more melancholic, melodic and thought-provoking" - iMVS


THE EVERLASTING
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 6:09

The cap that grows between our lives the cap our parents never had stop those thoughts control your mind replace the things that you despise oh you're old I hear you say it doesn't mean that I don't care I don't believe in it anymore pathetic acts for a worthless cause

In the beginning when we were winning when our smiles were genuine in the beginning when we were winning when our smiles were genuine but now unforgiven the everlasting everlasting

The world is full of refugees they're just like you and just like me but as people we have a choice to end the void with all its force so don't forget or don't pretend its all the same now in the end it was said in a different life destroys my days and haunts my nights?

In the beginning when we were winning when our similes were genuine in the beginning when we were winning when our smiles were genuine but now unforgiving the everlasting everlasting now unforgiving, the everlasting everlasting



IF YOU TOLERATE THIS THEN YOUR CHILDREN WILL BE NEXT
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:50

The future teaches you to be alone the present to be afraid and cold 'so if I can shoot rabbits then I can shoot fascists'

Bullets for your brain today but we'll forget it all again monuments put from pen to paper turns me into a gutless wonder

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next and if you tolerate this then your children will be next, will be next will be next will be next

Gravity keeps my head down or is it maybe shame at being so young and being so vain holes in your head today but i'm a pacifist i've walked la ramblas but not with real intent

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next and if you tolerate this then your children will be next, Will be next will be next will be next

'And on the street tonight - an old man plays with newspaper cuttings of his glory days'

And if you tolerate this then your children will be next and if you tolerate this then your children will be next, Will be next will be next will be next



YOU STOLE THE SUN FROM MY HEART
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:20

Drinking - water to stay thin or is it to purify I love you all the same

But there's no - no real truce with my fury you don't have to believe me I love you all the same

But you stole the sun from my heart you stole the sun from my heart you stole the sun from my heart you stole the sun from you stole the sun from my heart

You have - broken through my armour and I don't have an answer I love you all the same

I paint - the things I want to see but it don't come easy I love you all the same

But you stole the sun from my heart you stole the sun from my heart

Think i'm - lost amongst the undergrowth so much so I woke up I love you all the same

But you stole the sun from my heart you stole the sun from my heart

I have - i've got to stop smiling it gives the wrong impression I love you all the same



READY FOR DROWNING
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:31

Here's a true story said someone to me yesterday said he'd heard it in a taxi must have had him at my mercy drown that poor thing put it out of its misery condemn it to its future deny its history-deny its history

So where are we going we're not ready for drowning so where are we going we're not ready for drowning

Look through my venetian blinds dusting the past off of my mind seeing orange everywhere i'd go to patagonia but it's harder there i'll do anything to prove I care fascinated by good destroyed by evil what is there to believe in

So where are we going we're not ready for drowning so where are we going we're not ready for drowning so where are we going we're not ready for drowning so where are we going we are not waving we are drowning



TSUNAMI
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 3:50

For you my dear sister holding onto me for ever disco dancing with the rapists your only crime is silence

Can't work at this anymore can't move I want to stay at home tied up to all these crutches never far from your hands

Tsunami tsunami came washing over me tsunami tsunami came washing over me can't speak, can't think, wont talk, won't walk

Doctors tells me that i'm cynical I tell them that it must be chemical so what am I doing girl cry into my drink I disappear

Eyes for teeth grating over me bring down the shadows of my mind sleep and breathe under our sheets inhale the anxiety in-between, in-between in-between, in-between

Tsunami tsunami came washing over me tsunami tsunami came washing over me tsunami tsunami came washing over me tsunami tsunami came washing over me through september under the weather

In-between, in-between, in-between, in-between

Tsunami tsunami came washing over me tsunami tsunami



MY LITTLE EMPIRE
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:09

My little empire has risen and its set my little empire is as good as it can get my little empire is coming around my little empire it don't make a sound

My royalty it does not exist it is extinct for the eye to see my ideology it is dead and gone almost forgotten for the eye to see

My little empire i'm sick of being sick my little empire i'm tired of being tired my little empire i'm bored of being bored my little empire i'm happy being sad

All of my sins are attempts to fill the voids all of my voids they are filled with sin all of my demons they are kept within and all my violence if does not exist

My little empire i'm happy being sad my little empire i'm fucked with being fucked my little empire i'm done with being dumb my little empire i'm happy being sad happy being sad happy being sad happy being sad



I'M NOT WORKING
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 5:51

Petrified for the millionth time slowly my soul evaporates no parachutes no dismal clouds just this fucking space

I know what's coming i'm not working I know what's coming i'm not working

Sweating out intelligence like 1 don't know what it is clinging to the microwaves and singing with the soundwaves I know whats coming i'm not working I know what's coming i'm not working

Delirium on helium I am my own experience

I know what's coming i'm not working I know what's coming i'm not working i'm not working i'm not working i'm not working



YOU'RE TENDER AND YOU'RE TIRED
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:37

You're so fragile tonight been up hurting all night it's not trivial like they think

Yes you're desperate and you're hurt thought about it so many times too afraid to open your eyes to see the sadness that's inside just sit back in and stoptime

You're tender and you're tired you can't be bothered to decide whether you live or die or just forget about your life

But it's too late to be real no time to be strong enough just time to leave it all behind memory has become pain

Rebuild the void with flowers sad eyed destruction built around sand and sea yes you can build yourself around build yourself around me yourself around me

You're tender and you're tired you can't be bothered to decide whether you live or die or just forget about your life you're tender and you're tired you can't be bothered to decide whether you live or die or just forget about your life you're tender and you're tired you can't be bothered to decide whether you live or die or just forget about your life drift away and die

Never say goodbye drift away and die never say goodbye drift away and die never say goodbye drift away and die



BORN A GIRL
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:12

Do I look good for you tonight will you accuse me as I hide behind these layers of disguise in the mirrors of my own happiness

I've loved the freedom of being inside need a new start and a different time something crows in the space between me and it's twisting and changing this fragile body

And I wish I had been born a girl instead of what I am yes I wish I had been born a girl and not this mess of a man and not this mess of a man and not this mess of a man

The censorship of my skin is screaming inside an within there's no room in this world for a girl like me no place around there where I fit in

And I wish I had been born a girl instead of what I am yes I wish I had been born a girl and not this mess of a man and not this mess of a man and not this mess of a man and not this mess of a man and not this mess of a man



BE NATURAL
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 5:12

Been natural for once in my life now i'll have to swallow some pride know that I should never give advice but it's too late now to say goodbye

Be natural don't want any friends be natural come on and hit me again be natural i'm repeating myself be natural is there anything else

Starbright keep me safe - today and tonight no water tastes like lemonade slowly slowly it starts to fade

Be natural with me tonight be natural put your fists in my eyes be natural so turn me to stone be natural just leave me alone

Grown up or backwards born into eternity and blackholes floating abound up here on my own screaming at me forever unknown

Been natural been natural been natural been natural - is there anyone else



BLACK DOG ON MY SHOULDER
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:08

There's a black dog on my shoulder again licking my neck and saying she's my friend solitude the one thing that I really miss guess my life is a compromise

There's a black dog on my shoulder again i'm playing with it but it's gone to my head like carlito's way there are no exit signs freeze me there until I am numb

My mouth is so dry my eyes are shut tight there's a black dog a coming tonight black dog's a coming tonight

My dilemma but not my choice winston churchill can you hear my voice melodrama there in my kitchen sink double vision the way it is

Am I coming home to you again or am I stupid just by design does it matter if you really ever know this black dog is out of control

My mouth is so dry my eyes are shut tight there's a black dog a coming tonight black dog's a coming tonight

Am I coming home to you again or am I stupid just by design does it matter if you really ever know this black dog is out of control

My mouth is so dry my eyes are shut tight there's a black dog



NOBODY LOVED ME
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 4:44

What's your story baby no control of what I am saying winter leaves still make me believe no vendettas, just a cherry blossom tree

Never had the chance to take you home now there's no reason just another tommorow you keep giving me your free air miles what would I give just for one of your smiles just for one of your smiles

Nobody loved you- nobody made you feel so alone loved you - no no nobody loved you - nobody made you feel so alone nobody loved you - no no

Let me turn down all these lights and sit with me then you can hold me tight give me some more of your carrier bags and let me dream of a new autumn light

Tell me your story baby whats your poison and what is your honey you've stopped me hurting but so much disorder winter flowers did you ever forgive her did you ever forgive her

Nobody loved you - nobody made you feel so alone nobody loved you - no no

Cherry blossom tree - but at least you are free nobody loved you - like me

Its unreal now you're cone - but at least you belong nobody loved you -no -no

What's your story baby nd control of what I am saying winter leaves still make me believe no vendettas, Just a cherry blossom tree just a cherry blossom tree



S.Y.M.M.
Bradfield, Jones, Moore - 5:57

The subtext of this song i've thought about it for so long but it's really not the sort of thing that people want to hear us sing

The context of this song well I could co on and on but its still unfashionable to believe in principles

South South Yorkshire - mass murderer how can you sleep at night, sleep at night south south yorkshire - mass murderer how can you sleep at night, sleep at night

The reason for this song well it may be a pointless one but thank you Jimmy Mcgovern for reminding me of what lives on

The ending for this song well I haven't really thought of one there's nothing I could ever say that could really take the pain away

South South Yorkshire - mass murderer how can you sleep at night, sleep at night south south yorkshire - mass murderer how can you sleep at night, sleep at night


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