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Alabama 3

Bourgeoisie Blues

 

Bourgeoisie Blues

(Album: Exile On Coldharbour Lane - 1997)


Comrades, people of the world
We ain't got nothing to lose
But the goddamn bourgeoisie blues
Mr. I.V. Lenin, the Lenin of Love
Gonna make us feel so fine
With a hit of socialism in the mainline

(Bourgeois parliamentarianism, the highest state of society)
No way
(Third World debt, Third World exploitation)
Damn
(What a society were living in)
You're right, I.V
(Selling Third World drugs at First World prices!)
(They say Lenin was wrong. Who says?)
That's right
(It's enough to give me the fucking blues)

I know you're searching for some new sensation
'Cos I saw you with the Sugarman
You took a taste of that sweet salvation
Now you're eating out the palm of his hand
You hear some line from a song that reminds you
Of the time when you were seventeen
The memory moves you but you feel kind of confused
'Cos now money is your melody

Looks like
Temptation's got a hold on you
She's eating away at your dreams
And you're so hungry for that smell of money
You've been wasting away for years

Hear you've been hustling with some heavy connections
Hooked up on those dollars and dimes
You were looking for thrills and dressed up to kill
Any motherfucker messing with your goldmine
Now you walk the line, trying to buy yourself time
With some honey-backed guarantee
But the bees they are buzzing, and the flies they are humming
Round the holes in your hypocrisy

Looks like
Temptation's got a hold on you
She's eating away at your dreams
And you're so hungry for that smell of money
You've been wasting away for years

Temptation's got a hold on you
She's eating away at your dreams
And (I tell you) you're so hungry for that smell of money
You've been wasting away for years (wasting away now)

What do we want?
(Bolshevik provisional government)
And what kind of power?
(Soviet power!)
(Temptation)
It's enough to give me the fucking blues
(Temptation)
(Temptation)
Socialism, straight in the mainline
Socialism, straight in the mainline

See ya wasting away now
See ya wasting away now
See ya wasting away now
See ya wasting away now
See ya wasting away now
See ya wasting away now

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