Villa Rosie (Live at Wembley Stadium)

Blur - Rock, Alternative Rock
Villa Rosie (Live at Wembley Stadium)
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Duration: 6:10
Lyrics
[Refrain] Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo [Verse 1] Practice doesn't make perfect when you're interbreeding Speaking drivel, can it get confused with heavy breathing? Mixing drinks at water holes, get snarled up in the suburbs Meandering through this and that, you're suspected of vagueness [Chorus] When work is done Go to Villa Rosie every night So tasty Go form a queue At Villa Rosie every night So tasty [Refrain] Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo-hoo Woo-hoo [Verse 2] Across the common every day, you come across the fine line But wearing boots can prevent the leeches in the long grass Eating between meals stifles the appetite, is it healthy? Coming home, that nagging doubt there in your belly [Chorus] (And all the while) At Villa Rosie every night You're tasty A sweeter life At Villa Rosie every night So tasty [Interlude] [?] [Refrain] Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo Woo-hoo [Guitar Solo] [Chorus] All losers come To Villa Rosie every night They're waiting So form a queue At Villa Rosie every night So tasty Don't break your own back At Villa Rosie every night We're tasting A sweeter life At Villa Rosie every night So tasty [Outro] Tasty Tasty Tasty [Spoken: Damon Albarn & Graham Coxon] Thank you Now, next song we're gonna sing is, uhm Is a meditation on wife-swapping But before that, I just wanna go and have a sip of my sage tea And, uh, take you back in time, if that's okay So imagine, 1.200 years ago Not like to the day, but, you know It's a long time ago, so it doesn't really matter Uhm, a farmer, Anglo-Saxon farmer by the name of Wember He, in this exact place Cleared a bit o-o-of land for himself from-from the forest And, uh, in the old Anglo-Saxon language "ley" means clearing So "Wemberley" is Wember's, that's like his yard, right? So, just imagine like, you know I mean because everyone was— Everyone was at it back then, you know Mus-mushrooms and all that Imagine he had like, one night had a vision, of this Can I have some sage tea, too? Pardon – Can I have some sage tea, too? Some sage tea? Of course you can, [?] your cup, seriously This is, this is Buddy That says it all about Buddy Can you, can you make Graham a-a-a cup of sage tea, please, thank you Okay, anyway, off of that massive digression
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Credits
- Writers
- Damon Albarn
- Graham Coxon
- Alex James
- Dave Rowntree