Confessions Of A Revolutionary Bourgeois Part III Lyrics

You're slaves to the dollar you say you hate

I don't want to be the best anymore

You all forgot how it feels to be wrong

Changing the world with coffee and wine



What about being poor as a stand?

What about being proud of being fucked?

I don't like what's pretty, I like what's real

What about finding beauty where it's not supposed to be?



Mirrors, cell phones, expensive art

Down the street they are crying for help

Empty bottles of beer and shopping carts

"They don't need my help, they need a job"



What about being poor as a stand?

What about being proud of being fucked?

I don't like what's pretty, I like what's real

What about finding beauty where it's not supposed to be?



Everyone is talking to themselves

About lost love, lost hope, lust and trust

Conventions and mega productions

Confession of a revolutionary

Conventions and mega productions

Confession of a revolutionary bourgeois, part 3



What about being poor as a stand?

What about being proud of being fucked?

I don't like what's pretty, I like what's real

What about finding beauty where it's not supposed to be?



Surprise me with stories and songs

I haven't heard a million times before