Love Is A Bourgeois Construct

Album: Electric (2013)
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  • I've been taking my time for a long time
    Putting my feet up all odds
    Speaking English as a foreign language
    Any words that I haven't forgot
    I've been thinking how I can't be bothered
    To wash the dishes or remake the bed
    What's the point when I could just... instead?

    I've been hanging as a fairy trif raf
    Somewhere along the go hobrose
    I don't think it's gonna be much longer
    So I know they're up, harlequin old codes

    Love is a bourgeois construct
    So I've given up on the bourgeoisie
    Like all their aspirations, it's a fantasy

    When you walked out you did me a favor
    You made me see reality
    This love is a bourgeois construct
    It's a blame turn to fallacy
    You won't see me with a bunch of losers
    Promising fatality

    Love doesn't mean a thing to me
    Talking tough as we linger
    We're better now, it's clear to me

    Love is a bourgeois construct
    So I've given up on the bourgeoisie

    While we're anchored forget the voices
    I'll just get along with what I've got
    Watching the weeds in the garden
    Putting my fear upon odds

    I'll explore the outer limits of boredom
    Moaning periodically
    Drift a far time, lonely lay about
    That's me

    When you walked out you did me a favor
    It's absolutely clear to me
    That love is a bourgeois construct
    Just like they said at university

    I've been taking my time for a long time
    With all the shadow and forever its cost
    Calculating what you've lost

    Now I'm digging through my student paper bags
    Flicking through Karl Marx again
    Searching for the soul of England
    Drinking tea like Tony Benn

    Love is just a bourgeois construct
    So give it up, the bourgeoisie
    Until you come back to me

    Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
    Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
    Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
    Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
    Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
    Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie

    Talking tough and feeling bitter
    We're better now, it's clear to me
    That love is a bourgeois construct
    So I've given up the bourgeoisie Writer/s: CHRISTOPHER LOWE, MICHAEL LAWRENCE NYMAN, NEIL FRANCIS TENNANT
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management, MUSIC SALES CORPORATION
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