Jacques Derrida Written by Green Gartside, Copyright control.

I'm in love with the bossonova Well I want better than you can He's the one with the cashanova Take apart my baby's heart give I'm in love with his heart of steel I'm in love But then I'll take whatever you got I'm in love Cos I'm a grand libertine with the I'm in love with the bossonova To err is to be human Kinda demeanour to overthrow He's the one with the cashanova To forgive is too divine the lot I'm in love with his heart of steel I was like an industry I said rapacious I'm in love Depressed and in decline Rapacious you can never satiate (ate what?!) desire is so voracious How come no-one ever told me Here comes love for ever I wanna eat your nation state Who I'm working for And it's here comes love for no-one Down among the rich men baby Oh here comes love for Marilyn I got incentive that you can't And the poor And it's oh my baby oh my baby What you gonna do? handle I got the needs you can't assuage Here comes love forever In the reason - in the rain I got demands you can't meet And it's here comes love for no- 'n' stay on your feet one Still support the revolution I want more than your living wage Oh here comes love for Marilyn And it's oh my baby oh-oh my I want it I want it I want that too Well I want better than you can baby B'baby B'baby it's up to you give What you gonna do? To find out somethin' that you need But then I'll take whatever you got In the reason - in the rain to do Because Cos I'm a grand libertine with the Kinda demeanour to overthrow Still support the revolution Oh I'm in love with bop sh'dayo the lot I said rapacious I want it I want it I want that too Out of Camden Town for a day - oh Rapacious you can never satiate B'baby B'baby it's up to you I'm in love with just gettin' away (ate what?!) desire is so voracious To find out somethin' that you I'm in love I wanna eat your nation state need to do Oh I'm in love with militante Because Reads Unita and reads Avanti I'm in love with her heart of steel I'm in love I'm in love with a Jacques Derrida Band: Scritti Politti Read a page and know what I need to He held it like a cigarette Take apart my baby's heart Behind a squadee's back I'm in love He held it so he hid its length I'm in love with a Jacques Derrida And so he hid its lack - oh Read a page and know what I need An' it seems so very sad to (all right!)