‘Brexochasm’ is an answer song to Momus’s 2010 song ‘Hypnoprism’, and is built around the same melody. Whilst the previous song addressed the great recession and growing influence of social media in Western culture, ‘Brexochasm’ examines how the world has changed since, in particular the United King...
In the error of the Brexochasm
In the terror of I-told-you-so
I met a Vietnamese-Parisian garments dealer with a beautiful soul
Finally fulfilling my potential
Success arrives belatedly
I'm seeing in the end that mere survival is serenity
Living in a Neo-Weimar
They read my visa in the dark
But all that now remains of our great union is a question mark
And I love you like the Entry Ion
Though I'm colder now than Sherlock Holmes
As I forensically examine Brexit wounds
We live in interesting times
Sprawling on a Muji beanbag
In an apartment I at last can call my own
Although we may be wandering through a wasteland we are not alone
You were everything I ever dreamed of
You got what you deserved as well
And now we're living in the place Devoto prayed for
A bright and clever hell
Nobody requires these heroes
Ranged along the borderline
Things we don't believe in made us zeroes in this worst of times
Now we have to live without Bowie
And Sylvia Kristel is dead
And I've grown even older than myself but I always was ahead
Citizens of Neo-Weimar
You can read our visas in the dark
But all that now remains of our great union is a question mark
And you're everything I ever dreamed of
But I may be running out of time
At least the world and I have that in common
We are partners in crime
In the terror of the Brexochasm
In the error of I-told-you-so
I met a Vietnamese-Parisian garments dealer with a beautiful soul