§ 3.3. Three constellations on the intersection between dictator and celebrity

I want to make a movie, so let’s star in it together

Don’t make a move till I say “action”

Oh, here comes the hardcore life

Put your money where your mouth is tonight 

Leave your make-up on and I’ll leave on the light

Come over here, babe, and talk in the mic

Oh yeah, I hear you now

It’s gonna be one hell of a night

You can’t be a spectator, oh no

You got to take these dreams and make them whole

Oh, this is hardcore

There is no way back for you

Oh, this is hardcore

This is me on top of you

And I can’t believe it took me this long

That it took me this long

Pulp, This is Hardcore

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