Song 2 - Blur

Give me good times Give me sali-va Give me fever I'm a believer Yeah yeah Give me insane Give me space brain Give me music, give me love Abandon us in love Gimme good times There no joke rhymes Gimme easy breathing Give me everything Everything, Everything WAKAH-WAKAH Gimme good times And give me sali-va Give me fever I'm a believer Give me insane Gimme space brain Don't leave me ever We'll live forever Yes we will - I know we will Gimme good times Give me sali-va Give me fever I'm a believer Give me insane Gimme space brain Don't leave me ever We'll live forever Yes we will, I know we will Stick it in my veins Stick it my veins Stick it in my veins La la la la la la la la

And so the story begins City dweller, successful fella Thought to himself, "Whoops, I've got a lot of money" Caught in a rat race terminally I'm a professional cynic, but my heart's not in it I'm payin' the price of livin' life at the limit Caught up in the century's anxiety Yes, it preys on him (preys on him) He's gettin' thin (getting thin) Try the simple life He lives in a house, a very big house in the country Watchin' 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, lots of rural charm in the country He's got morning glory and that's a different story Everything's goin' jackanory Touched with his own mortality He's reading Balzac, and knocking back Prozac It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland Oh it's the century's remedy For the faint at heart (faint at heart) A new start (a new start) Try the simple life He lives in a house, a very big house in the country He's 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 He says you'll come to no harm, on the animal farm in the country In the country In the country In the country! 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 Oh, he lives in a house, a very big house in the country Watchin' 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, lots of rural charm in the country Oh, he lives in a house, a very big house in the country He's 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 He says you'll come to no harm, on the animal farm in the country

Where are you now? Where are you now? Are you coming back to us? Are you online? Are you contactable again? Wear the blue lights Wear the red dress Puppet dancing on strings Balalaika and singing The tenement blocks come crashing down With headphones on you won't hear that much There's nothing fake on Earth The strings attached to all of us There's nothing in the end, only dust So turn the music up I'm hitting the hard stuff Flew to Belgrade Stayed in a hotel singing Went to museums Tobacco and midweek grave digger The tenement blocks came crashing down With headphones on you won't hear that much There's nothing fake on earth The strings attached to all of us There's nothing in the end, only dust When you put the lever down I'm hitting the hard stuff

It's on my mind As the light fades What'chu doing tonight? Are you dancing? Are there new tunes to play? As I sail further away from you Far Away Island, I miss you I know you think I must be lost now, but I'm not Anymore It's on my mind We're away now Down, down into the shadows I'm cut to pieces And I'm dancing alone With the moon and the white whale Far Away Island, I miss you I know you think I must be lost now, but I'm not Anymore Far Away Island, I miss you I know you think I must be lost now, but I'm not Anymore