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Peter Gabriel – Modern Love – 1977


    Hey, I’m feeling so dirty, you’re looking so clean
    All you can give is a spin in your washing machine
    I fly off to Rome to my prima bella
    She leaves me in the rain with telescopic umbrella
    Ooh the pain — Modern love can be a strain

    I trusted my Venus was untouched in her shell
    But the pearls in her oyster were as tacky as hell
    For Lady Godiva I came incognito
    But her driver had stolen her red hot magneto
    Ooh the pain, modern love can be a strain

    I don’t know why they leave me in the lurch
    To carry on the search
    It’s driving me up the wall
    Pity when I have so much passion
    Romance is out of fashion
    Can’t handle modern love at all

    So I worship Diana by the light of the moon
    When I pull out my pipe she screams out of tune
    In Paris my heart sinks when I see the Mona Lisa
    She gives me the wink, then she shows me the freezer
    Ooh the pain
    Modern love can be a strain