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Verse 1
Am
I was a Maoist intellectual
Verse 2
in the music industry
Am
I always knew that I could seize
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the world's imagination
Dm
And show the possibilities
Am
I saw a nation in decay,
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Dm
Am
G
but also a solution: Permanent cultural revolution
C
Whenever I played my protest songs
Gm
the press applauded me
A
Rolled out the red carpet,
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G
parted the Red Sea
Am
But the petit bourgeois philistines
Dm
They preferred their artists
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to have nothing to say
Verse 3
F
Dm
How did I pass my time on earth?
E
Dm
Now it can be revealed:
Am
I was a Maoist intellectual
in the entertainment field
Verse 4
Am
I showed the people how they lived and
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told them it was bad
Dm
Showed them the insanity in
Am
And the archetypes and stereotypes
C
that were my stock in trade
Dm
Toppled all the ivory towers that
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Am
Though I tried to change your mind
Gm
I never tried your patience
A
All I tried to do was to point
Dm
G
out your exploitation
Am
But the powers that be took
C
this to be a personal insult
Dm
And refused to help me build
F
Dm
How did I pass my time an earth, what on
Verse 5
E
Dm
earth got into me?
Am
I was a Maoist intellectual
C
F
Am
in the music industry
Verse 6
A
I left the normal world behind and started
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living in
Am
A hinterland between
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Asus4
dissolution and self discipline
A
I burned the midnight oil
Am
to build my way of seeing
Dm
Am
A miner at the coal face of meaning
C
The rich despised the songs I wrote which
Gm
told the poor their worth
A
Am
Told the shy to speak and
A
Dm
told the meek to take the earth
G
Am
But my downfall came from being three things
C
Dm
the working classes hated:
Agitated,
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G
organised and over- educated
Verse 7
time on earth,
E
Dm
how did I bear witness?
Am
As a Maoist intellectual in
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Am
the entertainment business
F
And how was I treated in this
E
world and in this industry?
Dm
Am
As a Maoist intellectual in a
Dm
Am
business would be
Verse 8
Am
I became a hotel doorman,
Em
I stood there on the doormat
Dm
Clutching my forgotten discs in
G
their forgotten format
Am
Trying to hand them out
C
to all the stars who sauntered in
Dm
The ones who hadn't been like
G
me, who hadn't lived in vain
C
Gm
I gave up ideology the day I lost my looks
A
I never found a publisher for my
Dm
G
little red books
Am
When I died the energy released
Dm
G
Was nearly enough for re- incarnation
F
But if I could live my
Verse 9
E
Dm
the last thing that I'd be
Am
Is a Maoist intellectual in the music industry
F
Dm
E
No, if I could live my life again I think
Am
The man whose job is to stop
the men who think like me
F
Dm
Yeah! If l could live my life again
E
Dm
that'd be the thing to be
The man who plots
Am
the stumbling blocks
E
In the lives of the likes of me!
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