Manic Street Preachers

Wear your eyes as dark as nights
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 you've 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
Done to your hair, done to your hair
Done to your hair, done to your 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 you've 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