Love Is a Bourgeois Construct

Pet Shop Boys

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publisher: ©BMG RIGHTS MANAGEMENT US, LLC
writers: Michael Lawrence Nyman, Christopher Lowe, Neil Francis Tennant
album: Track 3 in album Electric
release date: 2013-7-12
popularity : 7 users have visited this page.
genres: Electronic Pop
styles: Synth-pop/House/Euro-Disco/Electro House
length: 6:42
producer: Stuart David Price
mixer: Stuart David Price
engineer: Stuart David Price
additional engineer: Pete Gleadall
additional: Luke Halls, Stuart David Price, Andy Crookston and Pete Gleadall
additional recorded by: Pete Gleadall
additional programming: Pete Gleadall and Stuart David Price

Album Information

label: x2 Recordings
country(area): United Kingdom
format: CD
barcode: 5055667602413
script: Latin

Cover Art

Pet Shop Boys Electric cover art

Lyrics

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I’ve been taking my time for a long time
Speaking English as a foreign language
I’ve been thinking how I can’t be bothered
What’s the point when I could just… instead?
I’ve been hanging as a fairy trif raf
I don’t think it’s gonna be much longer

So I’ve given up on the bourgeoisie

You made me see reality
It’s a blame turn to fallacy
Promising fatality
Love doesn’t mean a thing to me
We’re better now, it’s clear to me
Love is a bourgeois construct

I’ll just get along with what I’ve got
Putting my fear upon odds
I’ll explore the outer limits of boredom
Drift a far time, lonely lay about

It’s absolutely clear to me
Just like they said at university
I’ve been taking my time for a long time
Calculating what you’ve lost
Now I’m digging through my student paper bags
Searching for the soul of England

So give it up, the bourgeoisie

Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
Talking tough and feeling bitter
That love is a bourgeois construct
I’ve been taking my time for a long time
Speaking English as a foreign language
I’ve been thinking how I can’t be bothered
What’s the point when I could just… instead?
I’ve been hanging as a fairy trif raf
I don’t think it’s gonna be much longer

So I’ve given up on the bourgeoisie

You made me see reality
It’s a blame turn to fallacy
Promising fatality
Love doesn’t mean a thing to me
We’re better now, it’s clear to me
Love is a bourgeois construct

I’ll just get along with what I’ve got
Putting my fear upon odds
I’ll explore the outer limits of boredom
Drift a far time, lonely lay about

It’s absolutely clear to me
Just like they said at university
I’ve been taking my time for a long time
Calculating what you’ve lost
Now I’m digging through my student paper bags
Searching for the soul of England

So give it up, the bourgeoisie

Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
Bourgeois, Bourgeoisie
Talking tough and feeling bitter
That love is a bourgeois construct

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Track Listing


CD 1
  • 1 Axis
  • 2 Bolshy
  • 3 Love Is a Bourgeois Construct
  • 4 Fluorescent
  • 5 Inside a Dream
  • 6 The Last to Die
  • 7 Shouting in the Evening
  • 8 Thursday
  • 9 Vocal