Jenny Ondioline (Part One)

Life on Earth is a bloody hazardous affair As in the city, the republic was collapsing away I think the brilliant crust's hiding sad realities to still come And there's a decisive battle that we all had, that we lost I don't care if the fascists have to win I don't care democracy's being fucked I don't care socialism's full of sin The untenable system engenders rot But what is exciting's the challenge and stimulation That the tensions help keep the creative nerve so taut The absence of profounder transformation in the country Make their hopes turn sour, feelings of let down in irony Obviously, once more it could be called treachery Rappel à l'ordre, oh, don't you get too revolutionary I don't care if the fascists have to win I don't care democracy's being fucked I don't care socialism's full of sin The indubitable, the system is so corrupt But what is exciting's the challenge and stimulation That the tensions help keep the creative nerve so taut