Blur Country House song lyrics

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