POST 80: I’m not in the mood to write stories!
Here’s an amazing, beautiful, charmingly dandy song, please please please listen to it (thanks Chuan):
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You, Me and the Bourgeoisie – The Submarines
Here I am with all the pleasures of the first world
Laid out before me who am I to breakdown?
Everyday 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
Were 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 pleasures of the first world
It’s laid out before us, who are we to break down?
Everyday 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 labour
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?
Everyday 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 debts
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 in the center of the first world
It’s laid out before us, who are we to break down?
Here we are in the center of the first world
It’s laid out before us, who are we to break down?
Everyday we wake up
We choose love
We choose light
And we try, it’s too easy just to fall apart
Everyday we wake up
We choose love
We choose light
And we try, it’s too easy just to fall apart
–
bour·geoi·sie [n.] pronounced as bur-juu-wah-zee
used to refer to the affluent middle-class, usually in a derogatory manner
I like this song because it reminds me that there are people worse off than we are and we must be grateful for whatever we have because people are suffering from deformities from Agent Orange which Wikipedia page I chanced upon and has a picture of a bucket of dead white foetuses which is rather disgusting but I kept the page open in a separate tab just in case my mother chanced by and asked me what I was doing.
Like first world problems.
It’s catchy and puts my mind off everything when I go running. I went running and managed to run to one end of the park before tiring out (Google Earth measures it at 2.74 km!)
Still having a cold BLAH
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