文本歌词

Country House - Knightsbridge
City dweller successful fella thought to himself
Oops 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
He's gettin' thin
Now 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
That's the rural charm in the country
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 blind
Oh it's a century's remedy
For the faint at heart
A new start
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
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
That's the 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
You should come to no harm
On the animal farm in the country