Love is a Bourgeois Construct (The Penelopes Remix Radio Edit) - Pet Shop Boys
I've been taking my time for a long time
Putting my feet up a lot
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 dust instead?
I've been hanging out with various riffraff
Somewhere on the Goldhawke Road
I don't think it's gonna be much longer
Till I'm mugging up on the penal codes
That 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
That love is a bourgeois construct
It's a blatant fallacy
You won't see me with a bunch of roses
Promising fidelity
Love doesn't mean a thing to me
Now I'm digging through my student paper bags
Talking tough and feeling bitter
Flicking through Karl Marx again
We're better now, it's clear to me
Searching for the soul of England
Drinking tea like Tony Benn
Love is just a bourgeois construct
So I'm giving up the bourgeoisie
Until you come back to me
Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie。。。
That love is a bourgeois construct
That love is a bourgeois construct
So I've given up the bourgeoisie