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You, Me and the Bourgeoisie 歌詞
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the SUBMARINES
- 2008.5.13 リリース
- 作詞
- HAZARD BLAKE
- 作曲
- HAZARD BLAKE
友情
感動
恋愛
元気
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Here I am with all the pleasures of the first world laid out before me.
Who am I to break down?
Every day I wake up, I choose love, I choose light and I try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.
Oh my baby don't be so distressed, we're done with politesse.
It's time to be so brutally honest,
about the way we think long for something fine when we pine for higher ceilings
and bourgeois happy feelings.
And here we are with the pleasure of the first world laid out before us,
who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up, we choose love, we choose light, and we try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.
Plastic bottles, imported water.
Cars we drive wherever we want to.
Clothes we buy, it's sweatshop labor,
drugs from corporate enablers.
We're not living the good life, unless we're fighting the good fight. You and me just trying to get it right.
In the center of the first world, it's laid out before us,
who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up, we choose love, we choose light, and we try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.
Love can free us from all excess, from our deepest debt,
'cause when our hearts are full we need much less.
Yeah, I know we long for something fine when we pine for higher ceilings
and bourgeois happy feelings but
Here we are with the pleasures of the first world laid out before us,
who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up, we choose love, we choose light, and we try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.
Who am I to break down?
Every day I wake up, I choose love, I choose light and I try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.
Oh my baby don't be so distressed, we're done with politesse.
It's time to be so brutally honest,
about the way we think long for something fine when we pine for higher ceilings
and bourgeois happy feelings.
And here we are with the pleasure of the first world laid out before us,
who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up, we choose love, we choose light, and we try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.
Plastic bottles, imported water.
Cars we drive wherever we want to.
Clothes we buy, it's sweatshop labor,
drugs from corporate enablers.
We're not living the good life, unless we're fighting the good fight. You and me just trying to get it right.
In the center of the first world, it's laid out before us,
who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up, we choose love, we choose light, and we try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.
Love can free us from all excess, from our deepest debt,
'cause when our hearts are full we need much less.
Yeah, I know we long for something fine when we pine for higher ceilings
and bourgeois happy feelings but
Here we are with the pleasures of the first world laid out before us,
who are we to break down?
Every day we wake up, we choose love, we choose light, and we try.
It's too easy just to fall apart.