Manic Street Preachers - Small black flowers that grow in the sky

^DmYou have your very own ^Gnumber ^DmThey dress your cage in its ^Gnature ^DmOnce you roared now you just ^Ggrunt lame ^DmPace around pathetic ^Gpound games

^GWanna get out won't miss you ^Emsensaround To ^Gcarry your own dead to swing your ^Emtyre tricks ^DWanna get out in here you're ^Cbred dead quick ^BmFor the outside The small black ^Bbflowers that grow in the sky

^DmThey drag sticks along your ^Gwalls ^DmHarvest your ovaries dead mothers ^Gcrawl ^DmHere comes warden, Christ, temple, ^Gelders ^DmEnvironment not yours you see ^Gthrough it all

^GWanna get out won't miss you ^Emsensaround To ^Gcarry your own dead to swing your ^Emtyre tricks ^DWanna get out in here you're ^Cbred dead quick ^BmFor the outside The small black ^Bbflowers that grow in the sky

^{Bb Dm}Here chewing your tail is ^Gjoy