Lyrics Love is a Bourgeois Construct (Nighttime Radio Edit) - Pet Shop Boys

I'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