Country House - Live in Hyde Park, London 02/07/2009

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 in the century's anxiety
Yes it preys on him (preys on him)

He's getting thin (getting thin) {tricycle 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,
lots of rural charm in the country

He's got morning glory
and life's a different story
Everything's going jackanorry (jackanorry)
Touched with his own mortality

He's reading Balzac and knocking back Prozac
It's a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland
(close your eyes child)
Oh, it's the century's remedy
For the faint at heart (faint at heart)
A new start (new start) {tricycle life}

He lives in a house,
a very big house in the country
He's got a fog on his chest so he needs a
lot of rest in the country
He doesn't drink, smoke, love, takes herbal baths in the country
Oh, it's like an animal farm,
lots of rural charm in the country

In the country (Doo doo doo)
In the country (Doo doo doo)
In the country-y-y!

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
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
lots of rural charm in the country

Oh, 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
lots of rural charm in the country
Ooh la la la

(I wanna be, I wanna be {in the country})