Donkeys - Manic Street Preachers

Put some lipstick on

At least your lies will be pretty

A shadow on my face

And us donkeys wake up weary

Sweating and sickly

Donkeys don’t allow their tears

No emotion never feel

And drown themselves in whatever

Find some meaning

Donkeys weight cracking a spine

Sweetness bent double

Whole days making polite

Never moving out of turn

Or even trying to be natural

Those with silence inside

Eyes bare piss holes in the snow

Drained and burnt yellow

And sunk in self-pity

Jerusalem sawn off

Donkeys are only left with lies

Are only left with lies