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Blur lyrics

Album: Parklife [1994]

Tracks14
 01  Girls And Boys
 02  Tracy Jacks
 03  End Of A Century
 04  Parklife
 05  Bank Holiday
 06  The Debt Collector
 07  Far Out
 08  To The End
 09  London Loves
 10  Trouble In The Message Centre
 11  Clover Over Dover
 12  Magic America
 13  Jubilee
 14  This Is A Low
all Blur lyrics



Girls And Boys
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

CHORUS:

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

REPEAT CHORUS

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.

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE
2ND TIME: Always should be someone to really love.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ah
Looking for...

REPEAT CHORUS FOUR TIMES
LAST TIME: Always should be someone to really love.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah ah ahback to top
Tracy Jacks
(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service
(Tracy Jacks) it's steady employment
(Tracy Jacks) is a golfing fanatic

(Tracy Jacks) but his put is erratic
(Tracy Jacks) saw a Harley Street doctor
(Tracy Jacks) who prescribed healthy living
(Tracy Jacks) but he's getting past forty
(Tracy Jacks) and all his seams are splitting

CHORUS:
Every day he got closer
He knew in his heart he was over
I'd love to stay here and be normal
But it's just so overrated

(Tracy Jacks) left home without warning
(Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning
(Tracy Jacks) got on the first train to Walton
(Tracy Jacks) and stood on the sea front laughing
(Tracy Jacks) threw his clothes in the water
(Tracy Jacks) and ran around naked
(Tracy Jacks) got stopped by the police
(Tracy Jacks) and escorted back home where

REPEAT CHORUS

(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo

And then it happened on a Tuesday morning
Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in
Saying, "It's just so overrated!"

(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo
(Tracy Jacks) oo oo oo oo

REPEAT CHORUS

Oo oo oo oo
REPEAT TO FADEback to top
End Of A Century
She says there's ants in the carpet
Dirty little monsters
Eating all the morsels
Picking up the rubbish
Give her effervescence
She needs a little sparkle
Good morning TV
You're looking so healthy

CHORUS:

We all say, don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes cos we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips when we say goodnight
End of a century
Oh, it's nothing special

Sex on the TV
Everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty
As you get closer to thirty
He gives her a cuddle
Glowing in a huddle
Good night TV
You're all made up
And you're looking like me

CHORUS

Can you eat her?
Yes, you can.

REPEAT CHORUS TWICE

Oh, end of a century
Oh, it's nothing specialback to top
Parklife
Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... (Parklife!)
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as... (Parklife!)
John's got brewer's droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty 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! (Parklife!)

CHORUS:
All the people
So many people
And they all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklife

Know what I mean?

I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (Parklife!)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the 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.

CHORUS

Parklife - Parklife!
Parklife - Parklife!
It's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now.
Parklife - Parklife!
And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round...
Parklife - Parklife!

REPEAT CHORUS TWICEback to top
Bank Holiday
Grandma needs new dentures
To eat the crust on pizza
Been taken out by her daughter
Because she thought she oughta
The kids are eating Snickers
Because they're so delicious
Then there's sticky fingers
And mother loses her knickers

CHORUS:
Bank holiday comes six times a year
Days of enjoyment to which everyone cheers!
Bank holiday comes with a six pack of beer
Then it's back to work - A! G! A-I-N!

Barbecue is cooking
Sausages and chicken
The patio is buzzing
And neighbours they are looking
John is down the fun pub
Drinking lots of lager
Girls and boys are on the game
And all the high streets look the same

CHORUS

Back to work - A! G! A-I-N!

CHORUS

Bank holiday!

Badhead

So far, I've not really stayed in touch.
Well, you knew as much.
It's no surprise
That today, I get up around two
From a lack of anything to do

And I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument.

And you, not really stayed in touch.
Well, I knew as much.
It's no surprise
That today, I get up around two
With nothing to do
Except get a touch of flu.

And I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument,
And in any case, I'd rather wear it.
It's like a bad head in the morning.
And I know.

And I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument,
And in any case, I'd rather wear it.
It's like a bad head in the morning.
So I might as well just grin and bear it
Cos it's not worth the trouble of an argument,
And in any case, I'd rather wear it.
It's like a bad head in the morning.
And I know.back to top
The Debt Collector
[instrumental]back to top
Far Out
I spy in the night sky don't I
Phoebe Io Elara
Leda Callisto Sinope
Janus Dione Portia
So many moons
Quiet in the sky at night
Hot in the Milky Way
Outside in

Vega Capella
Hadar Rigel Barnard's Star
Antares Aldebaran Altair
Wolf 359 Betelgeuse
Sun sun sun sun sun...back to top
To The End
All those dirty words (Jusqu'a la fin)
They make us look so dumb (En plein soleil)
We've been drinking far too much (Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us mean what we say (En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end

What happened to us? (Jusqu'a la fin)
Soon it will be gone forever (En plein soleil)
Infatuated only with ourselves (Jusqu'a la fin)
And neither of us can think straight anymore. (En plein amour)

Well you and I
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it,
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end
When you and I
Collapsed in love
Well, it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end.

(En plein amour)
You and I
Just collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes, it looks like we've made it to the end

(En plein soleil)
(En plein soleil)back to top
London Loves
A malady has taken him over
Coughing tar in his Japanese motor
The lights are magic
And he feels lucky
And he's got money
Shoots like an arrow, oh

London loves
The mystery of a speeding car
London loves
The misery of a speeding heart

It's love you like and everyone's at it
And words are cheap when the mind it elastic
He loves the violence
Keeps ticking over
So sleep together
Before today is sold forever

London loves
The way people just fall apart
London loves
The way you just don't stand a chance
London loves

The misery of a speeding heart

Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh, oh ohoh

London loves
The mystery of a speeding car
London loves
The misery of a speeding heart
London loves
The mystery

Oh, hey, hey
London loves
The way people just fall apart
London loves
The way we just don't stand a chance
London loves (always London loves!)
The speeding heart

[sampled traffic bulletins from London radio]back to top
Trouble In The Message Centre
I am the message centre
Local and direct
Room to room an operator
No calls today, dear,
They'll just have to wait, dear,
I call and I collect
So just strike him softly
Away from the body

You're made up too shiny today
There's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble
So much trouble

I am a manager
And I am in control
As the local delegator
No calls today, dear
They'll just have to wait, dear
I offer no guarantee at all
So don't take it lightly,
You passed your sell-by date

You're made up too shiny today
It's so much trouble
Your thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble

A new typeface, a new day
It's so much trouble
You can't remember ten minutes ago
It's so much trouble
Too much trouble

La la la la la
La la la la
La la la la la
La la la

You passed your sell-by date
You're made up too shiny today
It's so much trouble
Thoughts are just pissing away
It's so much trouble
A new typeface, a new day
It's so much trouble
You can't remember ten minutes ago
It's so much trouble
It's too much trouble
La la la la la
La la la la
[etc. to fade]back to top
Clover Over Dover
I'm on the white cliffs of Dover
Thinking it over and over
But if I jump it's all over
A cautionary tale for you

I'd like to roll in the clover
With you over and over
On the white cliffs of Dover
And then I let you push me over

If that is the fact
Then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at
And it's over
Oh, if that is the fact
Then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at
And it's over
Yes it is

And now the bluebirds are over (I'm floating away)
Over the white cliffs of Dover (Spent twenty years upon
the sea)
And when you push me over (And when I come back)
Don't bury me, I'm not worth anything (I found that you took care
to me)

If that is the fact
Then in actual fact
I'm not where it's at
And it's over
REPEAT

Yes it is.back to top
Magic America
Bill Barrat has a simple dream.
He calls it his Plan B.
Where there are buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free
and everyone's very friendly.
Well, Plan B arrived on a holiday.
He took a cab to the shopping malls,
Bought and ate till he could do neither any more
Then found love on Channel 44.

La la la la la
He wants to go to magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
With all those magic people

Bill Barrat sent his postcards home
To everyone he'd ever known
They went, "Fifty-nine cents gets you a good square meal
From the people who care how you feel."

La la la la la
He wants to go to magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
With all the magic people
With all the magic people

La la la la la
He wants to go to magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
La la la la la
So nice to be in magic America
La la la la la
He'd like to live in magic America
With all the magic people
With all the magic people
With all the magic people
With all the magic people
All the magic people
With all the magic people
All the people, all the people
With all the magic people
All the people, all the people

[etc. to fade]back to top
Jubilee
Jubilee slouches in his settee
He's losing all will to move
He got dippy, too much telly
He watching 24 hours of rubbish
He got butane, he got plastic bags
His eyes are going square - oh yeah
He's no raver, just anti-social
He not going to cut his hair

He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how
Seventeen
He not mean enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how
Seventeen
He not keen on being like
Anyone else

Jubilee's dad, Billy Banker,
Thinks his son's a slob
Should get out more, stop scabbing,
He really should go and get a job

He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it
Seventeen
He's not mean enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how, where to go
But he just don't get out enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how, where to go
But he just don't get out enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it, talk to girls
But he's just to spotty
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how
Seventeen
He not keen on being like
Anyone else
So he just plays on his computer game!

He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it
Seventeen
He's not mean enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how, where to go

But he just don't get out enough
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it, talk to girls
But he's just too spotty
He dresses incorrectly
No one told him how to do it, where to go
He's not keen on being like anyone
He's not being like
Jubilee is not like
Anyone else.back to top
This Is A Low
And into the sea
Goes pretty England and me
Round the Bay of Biscay
And back for tea

Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank
Up the Thames to find a taxi rank
Sail on by with the tide
And go to sleep
And the radio says...

CHORUS:
"This is a low
But it won't hurt you.
When you're alone,
It will be there with you,
Finding ways to stay solo."

On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty,
There's a low in the high forties
And Saturdays locked away on the pier
Not fast enough, dear.
And on the Malin Head,
Blackpool looks blue and red
And the Queen, she's gone round the bend,
Jumped off Land's End.
And the radio says...

REPEAT CHORUS

"This is a low,
But it won't hurt you.
When you're alone,
It will be there with you.
This is a low,
But it won't hurt you.
When you're alone,
It will be there with you,
Finding ways to stay solo."

Lot 105

La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la - ha ha
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la - ha ha
La la la la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
Eighteen times a week, love
Ha ha ha ha ha!back to top
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