Country House lyrics

Artist  : Blur 
Song : Country House



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 And so the the story begins

City dweller, successful fella
Thought to himself oops I've got a lot of money
I'm 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 centuries anxiety
It preys on him, he's getting thin

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
It's like an animal farm lot's of rural charm in
the country

He's got morning glory, life's a different story
Everything going jackanory, in touch 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 the centuries remedy
For the faint at heart, a new start

He lives in a house, 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, takes herbal baths
in the country
Says she's come to no harm on an animal farm in
the country

In the country, 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, 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 lot's of rural charm
in the country

He lives in a house, 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, takes herbal baths
in the country
And she's come to no harm on an animal farm in
the country