Country House Blur
(So the story begins)
C[A]ity dweller, successful [E]fella
T[Bm]hought to himself
Oops I've got alot of money
I'[D]m caught in a [(DbBass)]rat race termin[C#]ally
I[A]'m a prefessional cynic
Bu[E]t my hearts not in it
I'm [Bm]paying the price of living life at the legal limit
Cau[D]ght up in the [(DbBass)]centuries anxi[C#]ety
It [E]preys on him, he's getting thin
Now he [A]lives in a house, a very big house in the country
Watching a[D]fternoon repeats
And the food that he eats in the c[A]ountry
He takes all manner of pills
And piles up an*lyst bills in the [E]co[(Eb)]untry
It's like an[D] animal farm,
Lots of rural charm in the co[A]untry[Ab]
Now he's got [A]morning glory, [E]life's a different story
Everyt[Bm]hing going jackanory
[D]In touch with his [(DbBass)]own mortali[C#]ty
He's reading [A]balzac, k[E]nocking back prozac,
It's a hel[Bm]ping hand
That makes you feel wonderfully bland
O[D]h, it's the centu[(DbBass)]ries remed[C#]y for the [E]faint at heart,
A new start
He [A]lives in a house, a very big house in the c[E]ou[(Eb)]ntry
He's got [D]a fog in his chest
Se he needs alot of rest in the [A]country
He doesn't drink smoke laugh
He takes herbal baths in the c[E]ou[(Eb)]ntry
Oh it's like an ani[D]mal farm
But you'll come to no harm in the countr[A]y
[A]Blow blow me [E]out I am so sad[D] I don't know [A]why
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