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 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 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 Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie While the bankers all get their bonuses I'll just get along with what I've got Watching the ****s in the garden Putting my feet up a lot I'll explore the outer limits of boredom Moaning periodically Just a full-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 schadenfreude it's 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 I'm giving up the bourgeoisie Until you come back to me 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
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