Blur - 10 Year Boxset (1999) by Blur (보컬) on maniadb.com

No Distance Left to Run

It’s over
You don’t need to tell me
I hope you’re with someone who makes you feel safe
in your sleeping tonight
I won’t kill myself, trying to stay in your life
I got no distance left to run
When you see me
Please turn your back and walk away
I don’t want to see you
Cos i know the dreams that you keep It’s where we meet
When your coming down, think of me here
I got no distance left to run
It’s over,
I knew it would end this way
I hope you’re with someone who makes you feel
That this life is the night
And it settles down, stays around
Spends more time with you
I got no distance left to run

This is the next century
Where the Universal's free
You can find it anywhere
Yes, the future's been sold
Every night we're gone
And to karaoke songs
How we like to sing along
'Though the words are wrong

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
When the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go No-one here is alone

Satellite's in every home
Yes, the Universal's here
Here for everyone
Every paper that you read
Says tomorrow's your lucky day
Well, here's your lucky day

It really, really, really could happen
Yes, it really, really, really could happen
If the days they seem to fall through you
Well, just let them go

(So the story begins)
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 paying the price of living life at the limit
Caught up in the century's anxiety'
Yes, it preys on him
He's getting thin
(Try the simple life)

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
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 bland
Oh, it's a century's remedy
For the faint at heart
A new start
(Try the simple life)

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

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!



chorus 두번 반복

All these dirty words
They make us look so dumb
Been drinking far too much
And neither of us mean what we say

(chorus)
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
Soon it will be gone forever
Infatuated only with ourselves
And neither of us can think straight anymore

(chorus x 2)

Sunday morning rock with the lack
I think I’ll take a walk in the park
Hey, hey, hey, it’s a beautiful day
I’ve got somone waiting for me
When I see her I know that you say
Hey, hey, hey, it’s a beautiful day
Ha, ha, ha, beautiful sunday
This is my, my, my, beautiful day
When you say, say, say, say that you love me
Oh my, my, my, it’s a beautiful day,
Birds are singing you by my side
Let’s take the car and go for a ride
Hey, hey, hey, it’s a beautiful day
We’ll drive on and follow the sun
Making Sunday goes on and on
hey, hey, hey it’s a beautful day
Ha, ha, ha beautiful Sunday
This is my, my, my, beautiful day
When you say, say, say, say that you love me
Oh my, my, my, it’s a beautiful day
Ha, ha, ha, beautiful Sunday
This is my, my, my, beautiful day
When you say, say, say, say that you love me
Oh my, my, my it’s a beautiful day

The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps
So she takes the bus into the country
Although she got herself rosy cheeks
She didn’t leave enough money to pay the rent
The landlord says that she’s out in a week
What a shame she was just getting comfy
Now she’s eating chocolate to induce sleep
In a chemical world, It’s very, very, very cheap

And I don’t know about you
But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes
It’s been a hell of a do
They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes

Peeping Thomas has a very nice view
Across the street at the exhibitionist
These townies they never speak to you
Just stick together so they never get lonely
Feeling lead, feeling quite light-headed
Had to sit down and have some sugary tea
In chemical world, in a chemical world
It’s very, very, very cheap

And I don’t know about you
But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes
It’s been a hell of a do
They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes, yes

I don’t know about you
But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes
It’s been a hell of a do
They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes
And now she’s found about you
But they’re putting the holes in, yes, yes
Well I don’t know about you
They’ve been putting the holes in, yes, yes

Until you can see right through
Until you can see right through
Until you can see right through

He's a twentieth century boy
With his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again
And holding on for tomorrow
London ice cracks on a seamless line
He's hanging on for dear life
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la x3
Holding on for tomorrow
...oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

She's a twentieth century girl
With her hands on the wheel
Trying not to make him sick again
Seeing what she can borrow
London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes
But we're we're lost on the Westway
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la x3
Holding on for tomorrow

Trying not to be sick again
And holding for tomorrow
She's a twentieth century girl
Hanging on for dear life
So we hold each other tightly
And hold on for tomorrow

Singing
La la, la la la
La la la la la la la la x3
Holding on for tomorrow

Jim stops and gets out the car,
goes to a house in Emperor's gate,
Through the door and to his room,
Then he puts the TV on,
Turns it off and makes some tea,
Says Modern Life Is Rubbish I'm
Holding on for tomorrow,
Then Susan comes into the room,
She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile,
Says let's take a drive to Primrose Hill,
It's windy there and the view's so nice,
London ice can freeze your toes
Like anyone I suppose
I'm
Holding on for tomorrow..

A fervoured image of another world
Is nothing in particular now
And imitation comes naturally
But I never really stopped to think how
And everyone is a clever clone
A chrome coloured clone am I
So in the abscence of a way of life
Just repeat this again and again...and again
Hey, hey come out tonight
Hey, hey come out tonight
Popscene, all right

I’m leaving town to run away
Right into your twisted arms
No queues and there’s no panic there
Just dangling your feet in the grass
My lack of natural luster now
Seems to be losing me friends
So in the abscence of a way of life
Just repeat this again and again...and again
Hey, hey come out tonight
Hey, hey come out tonight
Popscene!

Hey, hey come out tonight
Hey, hey come out tonight
Popscene, all right
Hey, hey come out tonight
Hey, hey come out tonight
Popscene!

Sitting in a SDT
Waiting for an underground trail
To rumble undemeath my teeth
Bang goes another day
Where it went I could not say
Now I'll have to wait another week
When all is said and all is done
What was said was never done
Don't panic
It's not really worth your while
Bang goes another year
In and out of one ear
Everybody's doing it
So do it too
I don't need anyone
But a little love
Would make things better
Sitting on the early bus
Passing through the morning rush
It makes no difference
That I'm not with you
Bang goes another year
In and out of one ear
Everybody is doing it
I'll do it too

You're taking the fun out of
everything Making me run
when I dont want to think
You're taking the fun out of
everything I don't want to think
at all There's no other way
There's no other way All that you
can do is watch them play
There's no other way
There's no other way All that you
can do is watch them play

You're taking the fun out of
everything You're making it clear
when I don't want to think
You're taking me up when
I don't want to go up anymore
I'm just watching it all
There's no other way
There's no other way All that you
can do is watch them play

There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them
play There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them
play There's no other way
There's no other way
All that you can do is watch them
play There's no other way
There's no other way All that you
can do is watch them play

She's fly, flesh and bone
No tucks or silicone
She's touch smell sight taste and sound
But somehow I can't believe that anything should happen
I know we're right below and nothing's gonna happen, yeah

1-Cause she's so high
High above me, she's so lovely
She's so high
Like Cleopatra, Joan of Arc, or Aphrodite
She's so high
High above me

First class, fancy free, she's high society
She's got the best of everything
Why could a guy like me ever really offer?
She's perfect as she can be, why should I even bother, ah ha
(repeat 1)

She comes to speak to me
I freeze immediately
Cause what she says sounds so unreal
Cause somehow I can't believe that anything should happen
I know we're right below and nothing's gonna happen
(rpt 1)

She's so high
High above me

Tender


Tender is the night
Lying by your side
Tender is the touch
Of someone that you love too much
Tender is the day
The demons go away Lord need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing

That we have I’m waiting for that feeling
I’m Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2

Tender is the ghost
The ghost I love the most
Hiding from the sun
Waitingfor the night to come
Tender is my heart
I’m screwing up my life Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing

That we have I’m waiting for that feeling
I’m Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2

Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing

That we have I’m waiting for that feeling
I’m Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2

Tender is the night Lying by your side
Tender is the touch Of someone that you love too much
Tender is my heart you know I’m screwing up my life
Oh Lord I need to find
Someone who can heal my mind

Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing
Come on, Come on, Come on Get through it
Come on, Come on, Come on Love’s the greatest thing

That we have I’m waiting for that feeling
I’m Waiting for that feeling
Waiting for that feeling to come

Oh my baby Oh my baby Oh why Oh my x2

It's automatic (It's automatic)
I need to unload (Need to unload)
Under the pressure (Under the pressure)
Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road)
Fall into fashion (Fall into fashion)
Fall out again (Fall out again)
We stick together (We stick together)
Cos it never ends (It never ends)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out

Here comes tomorrow (Here comes tomorrow)
One, two, three episodes (Three episodes)
We stick together (We stick together)
Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road)
Cos that's entertainment (That's entertainment)
It's the sound of the wheel (Sound of the wheel)
It rolls on forever (Roll, roll forever)
Yeah you know how it feels (Know how it feels)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (Like monkeys out in space)
Here it comes (We are members of the human race)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out

It's automatic (It's automatic)
I need to unload (Need to unload)
Under the pressure (Under the pressure)
Gone middle of the road (Middle of the road)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (Like monkeys in outer space)
Here it comes (We are members of the human race)

Here comes a low (I'm a boy and you're a girl)
Here comes a high (The only ones in the world)
Here comes everything (You and me we'll work it out)
Here it comes
You, me, we'll work it out

Holy man tiptoed his way across the Ganges
The sound of magic music in his ears
Videoed by a bus load of tourists
Shiny shellsuits on, and drinking lemonade.

Now, I've got a funny feeling which I bought mail order
From a man in a tee-pee, California.
He said he once was the great game show performer
Then he blew all his money away,
Blew it all away.

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. E. Perot, got gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

Well, we all go happy day glow in the discos
The sound of magic music in our brains
Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors
Says Lord, give me faith, for I've jumped into space
I'm in outer space.

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. E. Perot, got gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own
Then you're on your own

So take me home, don't leave me alone
I'm not that good, but I'm not that bad
No psycho killer, hooligan guerilla
I dream to riot, oh you should try it
R. E. Perot, get gold card soul
My joy of life is on a roll
And we'll all be the same in the end
Cos then you're on your own

Then you're on your own (to end)

I got my head checked
By a jumbo jet
It wasn't easy but nothing is no

When I feel heavy metal
woo hoo
And I'm pins and I'm needles
woo hoo
Well, I lie and I'm easy
All of the time but I'm never sure
Why I need you
Pleased to meet you

I got my head done
whem I was young
it's not broblem
it's not broblem
woo hoo
When I feel heavy metal
woo hoo
And I'm pins I'm needles
woo hoo
Well I lie and I'm easy
All of the time
But I'm never sure why
I need you
Pleased to meet you
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah

Beetlebum
What you've done
She's a gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
Get nothing done
You beetlebum just get numb
Now what you've done
Beetlebum

(Chorus)
And when she lets me slip away
She turns me on all my violence is gone
Nothing is wrong
I just slip away and I am gone
Nothing is wrong
She turns me on
I just slip away and I am gone


Beetlebum
Because you're young
She's a gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum
She'll suck your thumb
She'll make you come
Coz, she's your gun
Now what you've done
Beetlebum

(repeat chorus)

Charmless Man
I met him in a crowded room
Where people go to drink away their gloom
He sat me down and so began
The story of a charmless man
Educated the expensive way
He knows his claret from his beaujolais
I think he'd like to have been Ronnie Kray
But then nature didn't make him that way He went
He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares Will protect him
That we'll respect him
He moves in circles of friends
Who just pretend That they like him
He does the same to them
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man
He knows the swingers and their cavalry
Says he can get in anywhere for free
I began to go a little cross-eyed
And from this charmless man I just had to hide
He talks at speed He gets nose bleeds
He doesn't see His days are tumbling
Down upon him And yet he tries so hard to please
He's just so keen For you to listen
But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man
He thinks his educated airs
Those family shares Will protect him
That you'll respect him
And yet he tries so hard to please He's just so keen
For you to listen But no-one's listening
And when you put it all together
There's the model of a charmless man

Stereotypes


The suburbs they are dreaming
They're a twinkle in her eye
She's been feeling frisky since her husband said goodbye
She wears a low cut T-shirt Runs a little B&B
She's most accomodating when she's in her lingerie
Wife-swapping is your future You know that it would suit ya
Yes They're stereotypes
There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming And then you
Stop dreaming From time to time you know you should be
Going on another bender The suburbs they are sleeping
But he's dressing up tonight
She likes a man in uniform
He likes to wear it tight
They're on the lovers' sofa
They're on the patio And when the fun is over
Watch themselves on video
The neighbours may be staring
But they are just past caring
Yes The stereotypes There must be more to life
All your life you're dreaming And then you
Stop dreaming Time to time you know
You're going on another bender
Yes There must be more to life Than stereotypes