It's a book, by Walter Greenwood. Love is on the dole is a strange statement in itself, is it not? I wonder what it implies.. Hmm. Yes I love that line too: Oh, well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor.. It's like the idea that being poor is romantic, like being in the gutter but looking at the stars (was that Wilde?) yet the person in the song always wants "one slice more", thus being poor isn't really fulfilling or romantic. Other than that I'm not sure what the deeper implications of this song are.. but it's typical Libs, isn't it? Beautiful use of imagery yet somehow sinister.
It's a book, by Walter Greenwood. Love is on the dole is a strange statement in itself, is it not? I wonder what it implies.. Hmm. Yes I love that line too: Oh, well, don't you tell me how blessed are the poor.. It's like the idea that being poor is romantic, like being in the gutter but looking at the stars (was that Wilde?) yet the person in the song always wants "one slice more", thus being poor isn't really fulfilling or romantic. Other than that I'm not sure what the deeper implications of this song are.. but it's typical Libs, isn't it? Beautiful use of imagery yet somehow sinister.
i believe this song has alot of heroin connotations
i believe this song has alot of heroin connotations