COUNTRY HOUSE
by BLUR
from THE GREAT ESCAPE
G+
(So the story begins)
A E
City dweller, successful fella
Bm
Thought to himself
Oops I’ve got alot of money
D (DbBass) Db
I’m caught in a rat race terminally
A
I’m a prefessional cynic
E
But my hearts not in it
Bm
I’m paying the price of living life at the legal limit
D (DbBass) Db
Caught up in the centuries anxiety
E
It preys on him, he’s getting thin
A
Now he lives in a house, a very big house in the country
D
Watching afternoon repeats
A
And the food that he eats in the country
He takes all manner of pills
E(7) (Eb)
And piles up analyst bills in the country
D
It’s like an animal farm,
A Ab
Lots of rural charm in the country
A E
Now he’s got morning glory, life’s a different story
Bm
Everything going jackanory
D (DbBass) Db
In touch with his own mortality
A E
He’s reading balzac, knocking back prozac,
Bm
It’s a helping hand
That makes you feel wonderfully bland
D (DbBass) Db E
Oh, it’s the centuries remedy for the faint at heart,
A new start
A E(7) (Eb)
He lives in a house, a very big house in the country
D
He’s got a fog in his chest
A
Se he needs alot of rest in the country
He doesn’t drink smoke laugh
E(7) (Eb)
He takes herbal baths in the country
D
Oh it’s like an animal farm
A
But you’ll come to no harm in the country
A E D A
Blow blow me out I am so sad I don’t know why