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My Inner Adorno
03:19
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If I happen to catch the start of X-Factor
And melt down like a nuclear reactor
Well, this is not the tip of the iceberg
I’m not into twelve-tone or Schoenberg
It’s just my inner Adorno
My inner Adorno
And I’m trying to warn you
It’s just my inner Adorno
If the splinter in your eye’s the best glass magnifier
If the CD in your player’s the best class signifier
Then I might make these comments on society
But it’s not a dialectic or piety
It’s just my inner Adorno
My inner Adorno
And I’m trying to warn you
It’s just my inner Adorno
It’s just the writings of a disillusioned Marxist
Who smiles appreciatively at modernist artists
When the songs that you hear have got no meaning
When the shores of California are so demeaning
If you realise you can’t stand the works of Stravinsky
If you’re more into Mondrian and Kandinsky
Then don’t you worry about being fusty
It’s the deadening effects of the culture industry
It’s just your inner Adorno
Your inner Adorno
I’ve been trying to warn you
It’s just your inner Adorno
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Jenny
03:12
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Look who’s coming from my dreams again
Look who’s hearing my screams again
Look who always knows what to say
Who sees the way
I see myself
Look who’s turned into my friend again
Look whose bridges I will mend again
Look whose arms I feel safest in
Who always wins
the games they play
Oh Jenny adopt a consistent stance
So, Jenny, I can give you a fair chance
Look who’s lying through their teeth
Look whose schtick I can’t believe again
Look who always wants me to make
the same mistake
That ruined them
Look who’s quoting Descartes again
Look who’s getting me hard again
Give me some Renaissance lines
And a bottle of wine
And I’m anyone’s
Oh Jenny adopt a consistent stance
So, Jenny, I can give you a fair chance
Don’t try and say I want you to change
You’re always different, it’s always the same
When you said that you love a person who’s true
Well, who told me that? Which version of you?
Oh Jenny, don’t lie to me
Oh Jenny, you don’t cry for me
Oh Jenny, I know you’d like to be
Another girl living flightily
Look who’s smashing up clubs again
Look who’s selling drugs again
Who’s adopting a saintly look
Using the holy book as a dildo stand
Look whose friendship I don’t need, again
Look whose number I’ll delete again
Who I know I’ll welcome back
And I hate it that
It’s always like this
Coz Jenny, adopt a consistent stance
So, Jenny, I can give you a fair chance
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You thought she was a misfit at the altarpiece triptych
But she always saw the love in your heart
You were a sad sack, a gag mag, from Leicester to Manchester
But you never forgot who you are
But you’re not who you told Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
You’re not who you sold Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
Your first kiss was in a graveyard. Such a spooky little flavour
Such a Tim Burton way to start
Though you were sort of, I guess, in a relationship already?
Well your name was tattooed onto her heart
Well I hope she won’t meet Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
Please don’t mistreat Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
Oh, Jesus Christ, you’re so cynical
Acting as if she’s your romantic pinnacle
Now she’s embarking on this doomed mission
And it makes me want to slap her, “girl, use your intuition!”
But that’s Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
Yeah it’s just like Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
You were on her from the onset of the MGMT concert
And you promised you’d see her again
But when your fiancé asked who was at the concert
You lied and told her it was a friend
Well, that’s so lame to Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
Pin the blame on Erica (her sweet, sweet love)
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