Text: Manic Street Preachers. The Holy Bible. Of Walking Abortion.

Life is lead weights, pendulum died
Pure or lost, spectator or crucified
Recognized truth, acedias blackest hole
Junkies, winos, whores, the nation's moral suicide

Loser, liar, fake and phoney
No one cares, everyone is guilty
Fucked up, dunno why you poor little boy

We are all of walking abortions
Shalom, shalom, we all love our children
We all are of walking abortions
Shalom, shalom, there are no horizons

Mussolini hangs from a butcher's hook
Hitler reprised in the worm of your soul
Horthys corpse screened to a million
Tisu revived, the horror of a bullfight

Fragments of uniforms, open black ruins
A moral conscience, you've no wounds to show
So wash your car in your X baseball shoes

We all are of walking abortions
Shalom, shalom, we all love our children
We are all of walking abortions
Shalom, shalom, there are no horizons

Little people in little houses
Like maggots small, blind and worthless
The massacred innocent blood stains us all

Who's responsible? You fucking are
Who's responsible? You fucking are
Who's responsible? You fucking are
Who's responsible? You fucking are
Who's responsible?