Country House

  • 專輯:Blur: The Best Of
  • 發行:2000-10-31
  • 演唱:Blur
字型

Lyrics:Albarn/Blur
Music:Albarn/Blur
(So the story begins)
City dweller
Successful fella
Thought to himself:
'Oops, I've got a lot of money
Caught in a rat race
Terminally
I'm a professional cynic
But my heart's not in it
I'm paying the price of living life at the limit
Caught up in the century's anxiety'
Yes, it preys on him
He's getting thin
(Try the simple life)
He lives in a house
A very big house
In the country
Watching afternoon repeats
And the food he eats
In the country
He takes all manner of pills
And piles up analyst bills
In the country
Oh, it's like an animal farm
That's the rural charm
In the country
He's got morning glory and life's a different story
Everything's going Jackanory
Touched with his own mortality
He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac
It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland
Oh, it's a century's remedy
For the faint at heart
A new start
(Try the simple life)
He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
A very big house
In the country
He's got a fog in his chest
So he needs a lot of rest
In the country
He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
Takes herbal baths
In the country
You should come to no harm
On the animal farm
In the country
Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why
Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why
He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
A very big house
In the country
Watching afternoon repeats
And the food he eats
In the country
He takes all manner of pills (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
And piles up analyst bills
In the country
Oh, it's like an animal farm
That's the rural charm
In the country
He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
A very big house
In the country
He's got a fog in his chest
So he needs a lot of rest
In the country
He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
Takes herbal baths
In the country
You should come to no harm
On the animal farm
In the country
Ooh la la la....
I wanna be.... I wanna be....


      • 專輯:Blur: The Best Of
      • 發行:2000-10-31
      • 演唱:Blur
      字型

      Lyrics:Albarn/Blur
      Music:Albarn/Blur
      (So the story begins)
      City dweller
      Successful fella
      Thought to himself:
      'Oops, I've got a lot of money
      Caught in a rat race
      Terminally
      I'm a professional cynic
      But my heart's not in it
      I'm paying the price of living life at the limit
      Caught up in the century's anxiety'
      Yes, it preys on him
      He's getting thin
      (Try the simple life)
      He lives in a house
      A very big house
      In the country
      Watching afternoon repeats
      And the food he eats
      In the country
      He takes all manner of pills
      And piles up analyst bills
      In the country
      Oh, it's like an animal farm
      That's the rural charm
      In the country
      He's got morning glory and life's a different story
      Everything's going Jackanory
      Touched with his own mortality
      He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac
      It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland
      Oh, it's a century's remedy
      For the faint at heart
      A new start
      (Try the simple life)
      He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
      A very big house
      In the country
      He's got a fog in his chest
      So he needs a lot of rest
      In the country
      He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
      Takes herbal baths
      In the country
      You should come to no harm
      On the animal farm
      In the country
      Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why
      Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why
      He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
      A very big house
      In the country
      Watching afternoon repeats
      And the food he eats
      In the country
      He takes all manner of pills (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
      And piles up analyst bills
      In the country
      Oh, it's like an animal farm
      That's the rural charm
      In the country
      He lives in a house (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
      A very big house
      In the country
      He's got a fog in his chest
      So he needs a lot of rest
      In the country
      He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)
      Takes herbal baths
      In the country
      You should come to no harm
      On the animal farm
      In the country
      Ooh la la la....
      I wanna be.... I wanna be....

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