Wattsville Blues Songtext
von Manic Street Preachers

Two, three, four
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now, baby
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now, baby

Time is going on
And time is leaving me here
I got the Wattsville blues
I got the Wattsville blues now, baby

But I still love the smile on your face
But I still love the sense of this place
I′m so happy, I know I can never leave
Even though my, my brain, it fucking bleeds

I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now, baby
I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose


Time is going on
And time is killing me
I got the Wattsville blues
I got the Wattsville blues now, baby

But I still love the smile on your face
But I still love everything about this place
I'm so happy, I know I can never leave
There′s a part of me that will never leave

But I still love

But I still love

But I still love the smile on your face
But I still love the everything about this place
I'm so happy, I know I can never leave
Even though my, my brain, it fucking bleeds

I got the Wattsville blues
I got nothing to lose now, baby
I got the Wattsville blues now, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Wattsville blues, Wattsville blues (blues)

Don't want no friends (blues)
Don′t want no friends (blues)
Don′t no, don't want no (blues)
Don′t want no friends


Don't want useless fuckers knocking at my door
Proxy fucking assholes pulling me
Don′t you understand that I fucking despise every single living organism?
I'm dead