Luyện nghe bài hát Love Is A Bourgeois Construct

I've been taking my time for a time
my feet up all odds
Speaking as a foreign language
Any words that I forgot
I've thinking how I can't be bothered
To wash the dishes or the bed
What's the point I could just... instead?

I've been as a fairy trif raf
along the go hobrose
I don't think it's be much longer
So I know they're up, old codes

Love is a construct
So given up on the bourgeoisie
Like all their aspirations, it's a

When you out you did me a favor
You made me see
This love is a bourgeois
It's a turn to fallacy
You won't see me with a of losers
Promising

Love doesn't mean a to me
Talking tough as we
better now, it's clear to me

Love is a bourgeois
So I've given up on the

While we're forget the voices
I'll get along with what I've got
the weeds in the garden
Putting my upon odds

I'll the outer limits of boredom
Moaning
a far time, lonely lay about
me

When you walked out you did me a
absolutely clear to me
That is a bourgeois construct
like they said at university

I've been taking my time for a time
all the shadow and forever its cost
Calculating you've lost

Now I'm digging through my student bags
Flicking through Marx again
Searching for the soul of
tea like Tony Benn

Love is a bourgeois construct
So give it up, the
Until you back to me

Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,
Bourgeois,

Talking and feeling bitter
better now, it's clear to me
That love is a construct
So given up the bourgeoisie