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Middle-Class Heroes - The Divine Comedy
Hello

What have we here

A young lady

To what do I owe this pleasant surprise
My pretty one

How may I be of service this dark and wintry night

Ah I see

You wish me to look into the future

Your future

After GCSEs A-levels university

After your first badly paid job in advertising

Okay my pretty just cross my palm with plastic

And I'll see what I can do

Wait
The fog is lifting
I see oriental paper globes
Hanging like decomposing cocoons

While exotic candles overload

The dusty air with their stale perfume
And I see lentils beans seaweed and rice
In jars on the windowsill

And it ain't hardly enough to feed the mice
Running behind the lines of allergy pills

All these things will come to pass
When heroes of the middle class
Face up to their responsibilities

I see an Indian fertility God

He's got thirty seven limbs to spare

And tasteless tie-dyed tablecloths

That double up as evening wear

And I see naked bodies twist and turn
On the futon of dreams fulfilled

But their three-year-old kid seems unconcerned

He'd rather swallow all those allergy pills

All these things will come to pass
When heroes of the middle class
Face up today and responsibility

I see unspeakable vulgarity
Institutionalised mediocrity
Infinite tragedy
Rise up little souls
Join the doomed army
Fight the good fight
Wage the unwinnable war
Elegance against ignorance
Difference against indifference
Wit against sh*t
My words fly up to heaven

My thoughts remain below

Words said without feeling never to heaven go

Never to heaven go

Oh never to heaven go

Never to heaven go

All these things will come to pass
When heroes of the middle class
Face up repent and pay the price
For accidentally creating life

An oversight for which they must atone
And sacrifice their own