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aged on 3:d skill!

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aged on the 3:d skill!

I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy but nothing is
No

When I feel heavy metal
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Well I lie and I'm easy
All of the time I am never sure
Why I need you
Pleased to meet you

I got my head done
When I was young
It's not my problem
Just not my problem

When I feel heavy metal
And I'm pins and I'm needles
Well, I lie and I'm easy
All the time and I'm never sure
Why I need you
Pleased to meet you

Street’s like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to greece - on holiday
Love in the nineties
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances - looking for

Girls who are boys
Who like boys to be girls
Who do boys like they’re girls
Who do girls like they’re boys
Always should be someone you really love

Avoiding all work
Cos there’s none available
Like battery thinkers
Count your thoughts - on one two three four five fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
You get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr schen
But we haven’t been introduced.

Last time: always should be someone to really love.

Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeurOf what is known as (parklife)And morning soup can be avoided if you takeA route straight through what is known as (parklife)John's got brewers droop he gets intimidated by theDirty pigeons they love a bit of it (parklife)Who's that gut lord marching? you should cut down on your porklife mate- get some exercise
ALL THE PEOPLESO MANY PEOPLETHEY ALL GO HAND IN HANDHAND IN HAND THROUGH THEIR PARKLIFE
Know what I meanI get up when I want except on Wednesdays when I get rudely awakened by the dustmen(parklife)I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea and I think about leaving me house (parklife)I feed the pigeons I sometimes feed the sparrows too it gives me a sense of enormous well being (parklife)And then I'm happy for the rest of the day safe in the knowledge there will always be a bit of my heart devoted to it (parklife)
It's got nothing to do with vorsprung durch technic you knowAnd it's not about you joggers who go round and round and roundParklife (parklife)


Aging on 3:d skill!

So the story begins:

City dweller, successful fella
Thought to himself, "Oops, I've got a lot of money" (lot of money)
Caught in a rat race terminally

I'm a professional cynic but my heart's not in it
I'm paying the price of living life at the limit (to the limit)
Caught in the century's anxiety
Yes it preys on him (preys on him)
He's getting thin (getting thin) {tricycle life

He lives in a house, a very big house in the country
(ooh la la ooh) Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country
He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country
(ooh la la ooh) Oh, it's like an animal farm, lots of rural charm in the country

He's got morning glory and life's a different story
Everything's going jackanorry (jackanorry)
Touched with his own mortality
He's reading Balzac and knocking back Prozac
It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland
(close your eyes child)
Oh, it's the century's remedy
For the faint at heart (faint at heart)
A new start (new start) {tricycle life

(Background repeated during next verse:)
(Blow, blow me out I am so sad I don't know why)
He lives in a house, a very big house in the country
(Ooh la la ooh) 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
(Ooh la la ooh) But you'll come to no harm on the animal farm in the country

In the country (Doo doo doo)
In the country (Doo doo doo)
In the country-y-y!

[A real feel good instrumental solo.]

Blow, blow me out I am so sad I don't know why (x2)

Oh, he lives in a house, a very big house in the country
(ooh la la ooh) Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country
He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country
(ooh la la ooh) 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
(Ooh la la ooh) 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
(Ooh la la ooh) Yes you'll come to no harm on the animal farm in the country
Ooh la la la

(Spoken behind instrumental solo: I wanna be, I wanna be {in the country)

Ernold same awoke from the same dream
In the same bed
At the same time
Looked in the same mirror
Made the same frown
And felt the same way as he did every day
Then ernold same caught the same train
At the same station
Sat in the same seat
With the same nasty stain
Next to same old what’s-his-name
On his way to the same place
With the same name
To do the same thing
Again and again and again
Poor old ernold same
Oh, ernold same
His world stays the same
Today will always be tomorrow
Poor old ernold same
He’s getting that feeling once again
Nothing will change tomorrow

I am an ex offender
They let me out in the summer
I think I was in a coma
I didn't know what to do
Oh no

You go hang around go round
I'll watch myself hang on
Look out for the Bugman
You go hang around around
I'll watch myself hang on
Look out for the Bugman

I got no sent of existence
I know the nodding dogs
I go out in the city
I stay away from the bugs
Oh yeah

You go hang around around
I watch myself hang on
Look out for the Bugman
You go hang around around
I watch myself hang on
Look out for the Bugman

The bu uh uh ug man

I go out in the city
I stay away from the bugs
Oh yeah
na na na na na oh oh...

I go out in the city

It's automatic
I need to unload
Under the pressure
Gone middle of the road
Fall into fashion
Fall out again
We stick together
Cause it never ends

Here comes a low
I'm a boy and you're a girl
Here comes a high
The only ones in the world
Here comes everything
You and me can work it out
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out!

Here comes tomorrow
1 2 3 episodes
We stick together
Gone middle of the road
Cause that's entertainment
It's the sound of the wheel
It rolls on forever
You know how good it feels

Here comes a low
I'm a boy and you're a girl
Here comes a high
The only ones that's in the world
Here comes everything
We're like monkeys out in the space
Here it comes
We are members of the human race
You, me, we'll work it out!

It's automatic
I need to unload
Under the pressure
Gone middle of the road
Fall into fashion
Fall out again
We stick together
Cause it never ends

Here comes a low
I'm a boy and you're a girl
Here comes a high
You're the only one that's in the world
Here comes everything
You and me can work it out
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out!

The suburbs they are dreaming, they are a twinkle in her eye
She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye
She wears a low cut t-shirt runs a little bmw
She's most accommodating when she's in her lingerie
Wife swapping is the future, you know that it would suit you


Yes, they're stereotypes, there must be more to life
All your life you are dreaming and then you stop dreaming
From time to time you know you should be going on another bender

The suburbs they are sleeping but she's dressing up tonight
She likes a man in uniform he loves to wear it tight
They are on the lover's sofa they are on the patio
And when the fun is over watch themselves on video
The neighbours may be staring, but they are just past caring


Yes, they're must be more to life, they're stereotypes

Wife swapping is the future, you know that it would suit you

Churchill got his lucky number but tomorrow there's another
Could be me, could be you, no silver spoon
Sticky teeth they rot too soon
You've got to have the best tunes or that's it, you've blown it

All we want is to be happy in our homes like happy families
Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet
Yes, it could be you, ohoh oh

The likely lads are picking up the uglies
Yesterday they were just puppies
Beery slurs now life's a blur
Telly addicts
You should seem that at it
Getting in a panic
Will we be there?
Trafalgar square

All we want is to be happy in our homes like happy families
Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet
Yes, it could be you

Could be me, could be you
Could be me, could be you

Could be me, could be you
Could be me, could be you, could be you, could be you

Don't worry, if it's not your lucky number
Because tomorrow there is another
Could be you, could be me

All we want is to be happy in our homes like happy families
Be the man on the beach with the world at his feet
Yes, it could be you, ohoh