COUNTRY HOUSE
by BLUR
from THE GREAT ESCAPE
G+
(So the story begins)
A# F
City dweller, successful fella
Cm
Thought to himself
Oops I've got alot of money
D# (DBass) Db
I'm caught in a rat race terminally
A#
I'm a prefessional cynic
F
But my hearts not in it
Cm
I'm paying the price of living life at the legal limit
D# (DBass) Db
Caught up in the centuries anxiety
F
It preys on him, he's getting thin
A#
Now he lives in a house, a very big house in the country
D#
Watching afternoon repeats
A#
And the food that he eats in the country
He takes all manner of pills
F (Eb)
And piles up analyst bills in the country
D#
It's like an animal farm,
A# A
Lots of rural charm in the country
A# F
Now he's got morning glory, life's a different story
Cm
Everything going jackanory
D# (DBass) Db
In touch with his own mortality
A# F
He's reading balzac, knocking back prozac,
Cm
It's a helping hand
That makes you feel wonderfully bland
D# (DBass) Db F
Oh, it's the centuries remedy for the faint at heart,
A# new start
A# F (Eb)
He lives in a house, a very big house in the country
D#
He's got a fog in his chest
A#
Se he needs alot of rest in the country
He doesn't drink smoke laugh
F (Eb)
He takes herbal baths in the country
D#
Oh it's like an animal farm
A#
But you'll come to no harm in the country
A# F D# A#
Blow blow me out I am so sad I don't know why