emmaterese

Den här ni.. den här ni.. Min grabbar Manic Street Preachers har gjort denna superlåt, superduperlåt. Har alltid sagt att jag vill ha den här på min begravning, men - det passade nog bättre när jag var rebellisk femtonåring. Älskar den första meningen dock, ett av mina favoritcitat någonsin.

Lyssna här

Texten:

Libraries gave us power
Then work came and made us free
What price now for a shallow piece of dignity

I wish I had a bottle
Right here in my dirty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came

We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end

A design for life
A design for life
A design for life
A design for life

I wish I had a bottle
Right here in my pretty face to wear the scars
To show from where I came

We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end

A design for life
A design for life
A design for life
A design for life

We dont talk about love we only want to get drunk
And we are not allowed to spend
As we are told that this is the end

A design for life
A design for life
A design for life
A design for...

När Manics spelade på Hultsfred 2007 och jag såg dem för tredje gången, stod jag där, helt lyrisk - nykär - nybliven moster för andra gången, och livet vara bara sådär helt underbart. När de drog igång denna som sista låt, min absoluta Manics-favorit, så grät jag av glädje. (Tur att ingen såg mig... eller.. ehm.. bara ett gång kusiner, men de tycker nog om mig ändå.)

Hörs