Autumnsong - Manic Street Preachers

Wear your eyes as dark as night

Paint your face with what you like

Wear your love like it is made of hate

Born to destroy and born to create

Now baby, what've you done to your hair?

Is it just the same time of year

When you think that you don't really care?

Now baby, what have you done?

Done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, done to your hair, hair!

So when you hear this autumn song

Clear your heads and get ready to run

So when you hear this autumn song

Remember the best times are yet to come

Now baby, what've you done to your hair?

Is it just the same time of year

When you think that you don't really care?

Now baby, what have you done to your hair?

Wear your eyes as dark as night

Paint your face with what you like

Wear your love like it is made of hate

Born to destroy: born to create, born to create, born to create, born to create

So when you hear this autumn song

Clear your heads and get ready to run

So when you hear this autumn song

Remember the best times are yet to come

And wear your hair in bunches

And your jacket loose

So when you hear this autumn song

Clear your heads and get ready to run

So when you hear this autumn song

Clear your heads and get ready to run

So when you hear this autumn song

Remember the best times are yet to come