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Manic Street Preachers - Postcards From a Young Man - A Billion Balconies Facing the Sun
Postcards From a Young Man
01. (It’s Not War) Just the End of Love
02. Postcards From a Young Man
03. Some Kind of Nothingness
04. The Descent (Pages 1 & 2)
05. Hazelton Avenue
06. Auto-Intoxication
07. Golden Platitudes
08. I Think I Found It
09. A Billion Balconies Facing the Sun
10. All We Make Is Entertainment
11. The Future Has Been Here 4ever
12. Don’t Be Evil
We've finally found a way
To consume boredom every day
We've all become our personal Gods
We've all become so sad and lost

So sad, so sad
So sad and lost

A billion balconies facing the sun
A billion faces turned to the screens
A perfect answer to camouflage our screams
A billion lies to cover the truth
An ecstasy of the eye
That's why there's eternity tonight
That's why there's eternity tonight

We found expression for our hate
Without any kind of consequence
Who needs patience anymore
When all our pleasure's virtual?

Pleasures, pleasures
Pleasures virtual

A billion balconies facing the sun
A billion faces turned to the screens
A perfect answer to camouflage our screams
A billion lies to cover the truth
An ecstasy of the eye
That's why there's eternity tonight
That's why there's eternity tonight

A billion balconies facing the sun
A billion faces turned to the screens
A perfect antidote to answer our screams
A billion lies to cover the truth
An ecstasy of the eye
That's why there's eternity tonight
That's why there's eternity tonight