Blur - The Best Of Blur disc 1

Blur - The Best Of Blur disc 1 lyrics

Beetlebum
Song 2
There's No Other Way
The Universal
Coffee & TV
Parklife
End Of A Century
No Distance Left To Run
Tender
Girls & Boys
Charmless Man
She's So High
Country House
To The End
On Your Own
This Is A Low
For Tomorrow
Music Is My Radar

Beetlebum

Beetlebum
What you 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

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

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
He's on, he's on, he's on it

Song 2

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

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

I got my head done
When I was young
It's not my problem
It's not my problem

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

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah

You're taking the fun
Out of everything
Making me run
When I don't 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
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 dont 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
ls watch them play
I'll watch you play

The Universal

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

Coffee & TV

Do you feel like a chain-store
practically flored
One of many zeros
kicked around bored
Your ears are full, but you're empty
holding out your heart
to people who never really
care how you are

Chorus
So give me coffee and TV
Peacefully
I've seen so much, I'm going blind
And I'm brain-dead virtually
Sociability
is hard enough for me
take me away from this big bad world
and agree to marry me
so we can start over again.

Do you go to the country
it isn't very far
There's people there who'll hurt you
'cos of who you are
your ears are full of their language
there's wisdom there you're sure
'till the words start swirling/slurring
and you can't find the door

Chorus (x2)

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 TWICE

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 special

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 save in your sleeping tonight
I won't kill myself trying to stay in your life
I've got no distance left to run

When you see me,
please,
turn your back and walk away
I don't wanna see you
'cause I know the dreams that you keep
that's where we meet
when you're coming down
think of me here
I've got no distance left to run

whoo whoo whoo

It's over
I knew it would end this way
I hope you're with someone
who makes you feel
that this life, is a life
Who settles down,
stays around,
spends more time with you,
I've got no distance left to run

I'm coming home
It's over
come on home
no more

Tender

Tender is the night
lying by your side.
Tender is the touch
of someone that you love to much.
Tender is the day
the demons go away.
Lord, I need to find
someone who can heal my mind.

Chorus
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,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
waiting for the night to come.
Tender is my heart
it's screwing up my life.
Lord, I need to find
someone who can heal my mind...
Chorus (x2)

Tender is the night
lying by your side.
Tender is the touch
of someone that you love to much.
Tender is my heart
it's screwing up my life.
Lord, I need to find
someone who can heal my mind...
Chorus
Oh my baby, oh my baby
Heal me, heal me

Girls & 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 ah

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

She's So High

I see her face everyday
I see her face
It doesn't help me
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
I think of her everyday
I think of her
lt doesn't help me
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her
She doesn't help me
She's so high
I want to crawl all over her

Country House

(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)

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)

On Your Own

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 geurilla
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

Well, we all go happy day glow in the disco
The sound of magic music in our brains
Someone stumbles to the bathroom with the horrors
Says Lord, give me time, 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, 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

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!

For Tomorrow

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
holding on for tomorrow
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 lost on the westway
so we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow
chorus
(middle)
trying not to be sick again and holding on for tomorrow.
she's a twentieth century girl hanging on for dear life
so we hold each other tightly and hold on for tomorrow
chorus
(jim stops and gets ou the car, goes to a house in emperors gate, through the door and to his rrom, then he puts the tv on, turns it off and makes some tea, says modern life it's rubbish, then susan comes into the room, she's a naught girl with a lovely smile and says let's take a drive to primrose hill it's windy there and the view is so nice, london ice can freeze your toes like anyone i suppose)

Music Is My Radar

You really got me seeing you
Really got me done y'all
Music is my radar
Really topped my joy y'all

Really topped my radio
Really got me done y'all
Dealing I'll be seeing you
Really got my beats now, on my ear now...

Aah don't stop me now

Really got me changing from my bill from job
Into a new life, oh you really got
Really got me singing elsewhere, oh my girl
Really got me dancin', dancin' in my head now baby

Tony Allen dancing
Tony Allen dancing
Tony Allen gets what a boy can do
Really got me dancin'
He really got me dancin'
But I don't give my soul
All ya'll need and yeah don't give a soul
You really got me driftin'
You really got me dancin'
You really got me dancin' in my head

Aah don't stop me now

Aah don't stop me now
(You really got me dancin');

Blur - The Best Of Blur disc 1 lyrics

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