Blur, Country House. Tabbed by Grez, chrisz@bigears.co.uk. #----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE----------------------------------# COUNTRY HOUSE G+ (So the story begins)

^ACity dweller successful ^Efella T^Bmhought to himself: "Oops, I've got a lot of money" D (DbBass) Db I'm caught in a rat race terminally I'^Am a professional cynic Bu^Et my heart's not in it I'^Bmm paying the price of living life at the limit D (DbBass) Db Caught up in the century's anxiety It ^Epreys on him, he's getting thin

Now he l^Aives in a house a very big house in the country Watching ^Dafternoon repeats and the food he eats in the c^Aountry He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the c^E7ountr^Eby Oh, it's like ^Dan animal farm that's the rural charm in the c^Aountry^Ab

He's got morning glory and life's a different story Everything's going Jackanory Touched with his own mortality He's reading Balzac, knocking back Prozac It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland Oh, it's a century's remedy For the faint at heart 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 You should come to no harm On the animal farm In the country

^ABlow, blow me ^Eout, I am so sad^D, I don't know why^A

Blur - Country house