Country House lyrics

(And so the story begins)

City dweller, successful fella

Thought to himself

Oops I've got a lot of money

I'm caught in a rat race terminally

I'm a professional cynic

But my heart's not in it

I'm paying the price of living life at the limit

Caught up in the century's anxiety

It preys on him, he's getting thin

Now he lives in a house, a very big house in the country

Watching afternoon repeats

And the food he eats in the country

He takes all manner of pills

And piles up analyst bills in the country

It's like an animal farm,

Lots of rural charm in the country

Now he's got morning glory, and life's a different story

Everything going Jackanory

In touch 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 the 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

He takes herbal baths in the country

Oh, it's like an animal farm

But you'll come to no harm 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

(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)

Watching afternoon repeats

And the food he eats in the country

He takes all manner of pills

And piles up analyst bills in the country

(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)

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

(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)

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

(Blow, blow me out, I am so sad, I don't know why)

But you'll come to no harm

On the animal farm in the country

Who's that? La-la

I wanna be, I wanna be