Pet Shop Boys — Love is a Bourgeois Construct

[Verse 1] 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 doss instead? [Verse 2] I've been hanging out with various riff-raff Somewhere on the Goldhawk road I don't think it's gonna be much longer 'Til I'm mugging up on the penal code Love is a bourgeois construct So I've given up the bourgeoisie Like all their aspirations, it's a fantasy [Verse 3] When you walked out you did me a favour 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 [Chorus] Talking tough and feeling bitter But better now it's clear to me That love is a bourgeois construct So I've given up the bourgeoisie [Verse 4] While the bankers all get their bonuses I'll just get along with what I've got Watching the weeds in the garden Putting my feet up a lot I'll explore the outer limits of boredom Moaning periodically Just a full-time lonely layabout, that's me [Verse 5] When you walked out you did me a favour It's absolutely clear to me That love is a bourgeois construct Just like they said at university I'll be taking my time for a long time With all the schadenfreude it's cost Calculating what you've lost [Verse 6] Now I'm digging through my student paperbacks 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 [Chorus] Talking tough and feeling bitter But better now it's clear to me That love is a bourgeois construct So I've given up the bourgeoisie