This song speaks about masculinity at two different levels. One level is social status (working and ruling classes). The other level is psychologic; the phallus, signifier of status, power, and castration, is what men hide behind a double veil: the aura of their masculine power, which, in turn, hides behind dark sunglasses. It's all a bluff, because there is no such thing as a special masculine power. Life sucks, you didn't get what you thought you deserved, and your tears are hidden behind a macho posture and those, in turn, under sunglasses. The title shows that double veil; why not just "Sunglasses"? All sunglasses are dark! Because "Dark Sunglasses" provide "a kind of glamour" to a macho man, but who is truly "wasted" underneath. The singer is a woman; she knows that we men are going to be okay, at the end, as long as we understand and accept the absence of the phallus as women did, because the phallus is, ultimately, a social posture, a simulacrum of social status.
Dark Sunglasses
Lyrics
Baby get your groove back, another kind of life,
One you think that you deserve.
Nothing you should lack, now reverting back the time,
Never mind you lost your nerve.
Yeah you had a go at sleeping in the van
But you couldn't let it go too far.
Now you got a pension plan
And your name's on the insurance
And you can drive another woman's car.
A kind of glamour
You can lend yourself
Like dark sunglasses
And you'll remember
How good it tasted
Inside the ruling classes
Wasted, behind your dark sunglasses
She's got a ball gown for charities and such,
Like a debutante from days gone by.
Shavin', wearin' a tie, isn't sacrificing much,
You lucky guy, you can still get high.
But, yes sir, no sir, someday we'll be there,
You only have to please that lady.
Think anything you like, but be careful what you say,
For another warm night, another dry day.
A kind of glamour
You can lend yourself
Like dark sunglasses
And you'll remember
How good it tasted
The ruling classes wasted
Behind your dark sunglasses
I'm not towing the line
You'll be fine
I'm not towing the line
A kind of glamour
You can lend yourself
Like dark sunglasses
And you'll remember
How good it tasted
The ruling classes
A kind of glamour
You can lend yourself
Like dark sunglasses
And you'll remember
How good it tasted
Inside the ruling classes
Wasted, behind your dark sunglasses
Wasted, behind your dark sunglasses
Writer(s): BJORN YTTLING, CHRISTINE HYNDE
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Hipgnosis Songs Group
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