Wrote for Luck (Remaster)-Manic Street Preachers
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I wrote for luck

They sent me you

I sent for juice

They sent me poison

I hold the line

You form a queue

Try nothing hard

There's nothing else you can do

You can try

But you can't chain me

I can sniff bend stand

And bend and roll over

I don't breathe

I just dance

There's more than one sign

And it's getting less

When you're wet

You're getting dryer

You used to speak the truth

But now you're a liar

You used to speak the truth

But now you're clever

I wrote for luck

They sent me you

I sent for juice

They sent me poison

I hold the line

You form a queue

Try nothing hard

There's nothing else you can do

And when you're wet

You're getting dryer

You used to speak the truth

But now you're a liar

You used to speak the truth

But now you're clever

And when it's hot

You start to melt'

Cos you're not made of cheese

You're made of chocolate

And when it's cold

You tend to cry

Keep on piling out

And not putting by

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