If There Was Love
Liza Minnelli Lyrics


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Men of affairs, women with power
Satellites talking, to clatter our lives
Banks of predictions, policies made
Prophecies broken, violence deranged (deranged, deranged)

And if there was love, would that be enough?
And if there was love, would that be enough?
Pollsters and planners, incredibly sad

Indelibly inking, their names across our lives
Individual freedom, intrinsically curbed
Inspiration nil, slavery ten

And if there was love, would that be enough?
And if there was love, would that be enough?
And if there was love, would that be enough?
And if there was love, would that be enough?

I've been working for a long time
Scattering smiles
Must I swallow my pride?
There's a hole in the sky, as distant and vast

As our moral vacuum, and growing as fast
And if there was love, would that be enough?
And if there was love, would that be enough?
And if there was love, would that be enough?
And if there was love, would that be enough?

"They that have power to hurt and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold and to temptation slow;

They rightly do inherit heaven's graces
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others but stewards of their excellence.

The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
Though to itself it only live and die,
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:





For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds."

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Liza Minnelli's song "If There Was Love" reflect a reflection on the current state of society, with powerful symbols and an array of complex emotions. The opening lines imply that those in positions of power hold vast influence over people's lives through their policies and actions, most of them disregardful of love or compassion. The banks of predictions and policies also seem to suggest that much of what is driving our world is based on fear and calculation rather than love and empathy.


The repeated lines of "and if there was love, would that be enough" can be interpreted as a plea to society asking if an infusion of love would be enough to fix what is broken. In the next verse, we see how the wealthy and influential pollsters and planners are only concerned with their own interests, and their decisions and opinions are stamped on our lives without care for the consequences on ordinary people. The reference to individual freedom being curbed in favor of slavery indicates that there is an enormous societal gap and inequality, and people feel trapped and powerless.


The third verse is a reflection on personal identity and the vast emptiness that seems to be prevalent in the world. The idea of working for a long time and scattering smiles, mixed with the mention of swallowing pride and the hole in the sky, give the impression of someone who feels their efforts to create a better world are insignificant, and the issues are too significant for any one person to fix. The reference to the moral vacuum symbolizes the absence of personal values and a sense of abandonment, while the growing pace describes the rate at which society is heading towards this negativity.


Overall, the song questions the state of affairs of the world and implores us to strive for love and empathy in our actions and policies, to combat the emptiness, and to create positive change in society.


Line by Line Meaning

Men of affairs, women with power
People with power and influence


Satellites talking, to clatter our lives
Advancements in technology taking over our lives


Banks of predictions, policies made
Speculations and decisions being made


Prophecies broken, violence deranged (deranged, deranged)
Predictions that have not come true leading to chaos and disturbance


And if there was love, would that be enough?
Wondering if love would be sufficient to mend the world's problems


Pollsters and planners, incredibly sad
People responsible for making decisions being unhappy


Indelibly inking, their names across our lives
Leaving their mark on the world we live in forever


Individual freedom, intrinsically curbed
Personal liberties being restricted


Inspiration nil, slavery ten
Lack of creativity leading to feeling trapped and enslaved


I've been working for a long time
The singer has been working hard for a while


Scattering smiles
Trying to be happy and bring cheer to others


Must I swallow my pride?
Wondering if she must suppress her feelings


There's a hole in the sky, as distant and vast
Something missing in our world


As our moral vacuum, and growing as fast
Our lack of morals is increasing rapidly


They that have power to hurt and will do none,
Those who can hurt others, but choose not to


That do not do the thing they most do show,
People who pretend to be someone they are not


Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
People who can influence others without being affected themselves


Unmoved, cold and to temptation slow;
Emotionally distant and not easily swayed


They rightly do inherit heaven's graces
They deserve God's blessings


And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are able to preserve nature's beauty


They are the lords and owners of their faces,
They are in complete control of themselves


Others but stewards of their excellence.
Others can only care for their greatness


The summer's flower is to the summer sweet,
Something that is attractive and fleeting


Though to itself it only live and die,
It has a limited lifespan


But if that flower with base infection meet,
If it is exposed to something unclean, it loses its beauty


The basest weed outbraves his dignity:
A lowly weed would be better than the corrupted flower


For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Things that start out good can turn sour because of what they do


Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.
Even something beautiful can be ruined and become unpleasant




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: CHRISTOPHER LOWE, NEIL TENNANT

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David Armstrong

They that have pow'r to hurt and will do none,
That do not do the thing they most do show,
Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,
Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow:


They rightly do inherit heaven's graces
And husband nature's riches from expense;
They are the lords and owners of their faces,
Others but stewards of their excellence.


The summer's flower is to the summer sweet
Though to itself it only live and die,
But if that flower with base infection meet,
The basest weed outbraves his dignity:


For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;
Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.


(Sonnet 94: W. Shakespeare)



All comments from YouTube:

Adey_Barrett

I love the way Liza is quoting Shakespeare's Sonnet 94 at the end of this song - especially the last two lines: For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds, lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds. Her breathy dramatic vocals over Pet Shop Boys' cold electronica go so well together...

weirdalfan1980

Seriously underrated and under appreciated album.

Maria Lebron

Im with you 100%.

Phil Newton-England

Absolutely.....this album is a work of genius 💙💙💙. Still stands up today 2020

Gasparuccio X

totally

DAVID GEERLING

+weirdalfan1980 Hi !! YEP...Thanks to the Pet Sop Boys :):)

Jamie Switzer

+weirdalfan1980 oh yes, definitely!!

William Lyons

one of the best things liza ever did, sadly, it never sold well in the US. Though I and most of my friends loved it! She looked great too!

Jeffrey Wiesemann

I agree!! CRIMINALLY UNDERRATED LP!!!!!!

Nathan Farias

Why she didn’t continue in this direction is a shame .. she had good success in Europe with this sound .. her dramatic style is perfect for lush electronica ..

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