West End Girls (2001 Remaster)
Pet Shop Boys
4:46I'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 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 But love is a bourgeois construct So I've given up on bourgeoisie, bourgeois 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 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