Country House - Live in Hyde Park, London 02/07/2009

de Blur

So the story begins

City dweller, successful fella
Thought to himself: Ops, 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 (preys on him)
He's getting thin (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 (faint at heart)
A new start (new start)
Try the simple life

He lives in a house, a very big house in the country
(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad)
He's got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country
(I don't know why)
He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country
(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad)
You should come to no harm on the animal farm in the country
(I don't know why)

(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)

Oh, he lives in a house, a very big house in the country
(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad)
Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country
(I don't know why)
He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country
(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad)
Oh, it's like an animal farm, that's the rural charm in the country
(I don't know why)

Oh, he lives in a house a very big house in the country
(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad)
He's got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country
(I don't know why)
He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country
(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad)
But you'll come to no harm on the animal farm in the country
(I don't know why)

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