BLUR

COUNTRY HOUSE

(So the history begins). City dweller, successful fella, thought to himself, oops
I have got a lot of money.
I am caught in a rat race terminally . I am a profesional cynic, but my heart is not in it.
I am paying the price of the living life at the legal limit.
Caught up in the century is anxiety. It preys on him, he is getting thin.

Now 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 oiles up analyst bills in the country.
it is like an animal farm, lots of rural charm in the country .

Now he is got morning glory (that is a different story).
Everything is Jackanory. in touch with his own mortality.
He is reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac.
It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland.
Oh, it's the century 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 frog on his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country.
He does not drink, smoke, laugh. He takes herbal baths in the country.
Oh it is like an animal farm, but you will come to no harm in the country.
..in the country... in the country ... in the country ah ah ah
Blow blow me out. I am so sad, I do not know why
Blow blow me out. I am so sad, I do not know why

Now 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 oiles up analyst bills in the country.
it is like an animal farm, lots of rural charm in the country
He lives in a house , a very big house in the country.
He's got a frog on his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country.
He does not drink, smoke, laugh. He takes herbal baths in the country.
Oh it is like an animal farm, but you will come to no harm in the country.