"Interiors (Song for Willem De Kooning)" as written by and Thomas/saunders Palin....
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did
Your beautiful triangle of distortion
Now you seem to forget it so much
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did
Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow
Say where you are coming from
Say what you have left us
Are we too tired to try and understand
That nothing is nothing on that we depend
Take my hand together and we will cry
It really makes no difference
To what you see inside to what you see inside
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did
A beautiful landscape of your nation
Another era is not forthcoming
Who sees the interiors
Like young Willem once did
Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow
Say where you are coming from say what you have
Are we too tired to try and understand
That nothing is nothing on that we depend
Take my hand together and we will cry
It really makes no difference to what you see inside
To what you see inside
Your beautiful triangle of distortion
Now you seem to forget it so much
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did
Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow
Say where you are coming from
Say what you have left us
Are we too tired to try and understand
That nothing is nothing on that we depend
Take my hand together and we will cry
It really makes no difference
To what you see inside to what you see inside
Who sees the interiors like young Willem once did
A beautiful landscape of your nation
Another era is not forthcoming
Who sees the interiors
Like young Willem once did
Say you can remember say where is the tomorrow
Say where you are coming from say what you have
Are we too tired to try and understand
That nothing is nothing on that we depend
Take my hand together and we will cry
It really makes no difference to what you see inside
To what you see inside
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In my view the song is brilliant because like all good art it is purposefully open for interpretation. The fact that the song is written in a derisorily first person is what causes the duality. Other songs of this ilk would be the kinks “a dedicated follower of fashion” or Loves “Live and let live”. The song offers no solutions, only one real question “What price now for a shallow piece of dignity”. What can a modern working class strive for now they have been given power and freedom (a concept of those enslaved themselves)? The answer is a nihilist one, lost without an aim, without god, without sense of purpose we have nothing with which to buy our dignity. We have nothing to spend but time, this is the end, the best we can hope to achieve.
Darkside I respond to you with a Bob Dylan quote
While one who sings with his tongue on fire
Gargles in the rat race choir
Bent out of shape from society’s pliers
Cares not to come up any higher
But rather get you down in the hole
That he’s in
In other words get a life