Country House (Live at Mile End Stadium)

Blur - Rock, Britpop
Country House (Live at Mile End Stadium)
2 Plays
Duration: 4:55
Lyrics
[Spoken] That looks great When you all do that, you look like You look like barley or wheat in the wind And this next song, uh, is about the country So if you all do that, it will be, uhm Be a bit, it'll be a bit special This is called "Country House" It's about neurotic popstars and people like that [Intro] So the story begins [Verse 1] City dweller, successful fella Thought to himself, "Woops, I've got a lot of money" (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 (To the limit) I'm caught in the century's anxiety Yes, it prеys on him (Preys on him) He's getting thin (Gеtting thin) [Chorus] And now he lives in a house 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 [Verse 2] Now he got morning glory and life's a different story Everything's going Jackanory (Jackanory) Touched with his own mortality He's reading Balzac and knocking back the Prozac A helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland (Close your eyes, try it) Oh, it's a century's remedy [Pre-Chorus For the faint at heart (Faint at heart) A new start (New start) [Chorus] And now he lives in a house Very big house in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why) 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 It's like an animal farm But you'll come to no harm in the country [Interlude] In the country In the country In the country [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] 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 [Chorus] He lives in a house 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 Oh-oh, he lives in a house Very big house in the country 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 It's like an animal farm But you'll come to no farm in the country [Outro] Oh, la-la-la-la I wanna be, I wanna be I wanna be in the country La-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la La-la-la, la-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, la-la-la La-la-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la-la [Spoken] Thank you Tear your top off
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Credits
- Writers
- Damon Albarn
- Graham Coxon
- Alex James
- Dave Rowntree