do you doanythingyou ever dono she saiddo you wantanythingyou ever wantedno she said she don’t know howhow to feelthis is a bad daythis is a bad dayto know do you haveanythingyou ever hadno she saiddo you loveanyoneyou ever lovedyes she said
Category Archives: Blur
Song 2
I got my head checked by a jumbo jetIt wasn’t easy, but nothing is, noWhen I feel heavy metalAnd I’m pins and I’m needlesWell I lie and I’m easyAll of the time but I’m never sure when I need youPleased to meet you I got my head doneWhen I was youngIt’s not my problemIt’s not […]
Pressure On Julian
ONLY THE MAGICAL TRANSIT CHILDREN SING, SING THE LULLABY BAH BAHBAH,SITTING ON THE PAVEMENT SUCKING ON A LONG STRAW, IT’S COLOURFUL,IT IS COLOURFUL, BUT IT WASHES YOU OUT. HERE IS MY VIOLENCE AND HERE IS THE EXCUSE, I LEARNT IT ALL BUTONLY SECOND HANDFALLING INTO WALLS WELL, WHAT IS IT WITH YOU, YOU’D NEVER KNOW,NEVER […]
Sunday Sunday
SUNDAY SUNDAY HERE AGAIN IN TIDY ATTIREYOU READ THE COLOUR SUPPLEMENT, THE TV GUIDEYOU DREAM OF PROTEIN ON A PLATE, REGRET YOU LEFT IT QUITE SO LATETOGETHER THE FAMILY AROUND THE TABLE, TO EAT ENOUGH TO SPEEPOH THE SUNDAY SLEEP SUNDAY SUNDAY HERE AGAIN A WALK IN THE PARKYOU MEET AN OLD SOLDIER AND TALK […]
M.O.R.
It’s automatic it’s automaticI need to unload need to unloadUnder the pressure under the pressureGone middle of the road middle of the roadFall into fashion fall into fashionFall out again fall out againWe stick together we stick togetherCause it never ends it never ends Here comes a low I’m a boy and you’re a girlHere […]
Country Sad Ballad Man
Yeah, I found nowhereIt got to know meLet me sleep all daySpend the moneyI haven’t felt my legsSince the summerAnd I don’t call my friendsForgot their numbers VIP 223I had my chancesOr did they have meNow stay up nights, watch TVI’m country sadI’m a ballad man I’m on a comeback rollYeah, I’m a blizzardAnd in […]
For Tomorrow
He’s a twentieth century boyWith his hands on the rails
Country House
And so the the story beginsCity dweller, successful fellaThought to himself oops I’ve got a lot of moneyI’m caught in a rat race terminallyI’m a professional cynic but my heart’s not in itI’m paying the price of living life at the limitCaught up in the centuries anxietyIt preys on him, he’s getting thin He lives […]