Day Upon Day Waiting on this empty day It's just the same as any day An' although I got nothing to say I'm going to say it anyway Day, day upon day, day upon day Day upon day Day, day upon day, day upon day Day upon day Everybody's here with me We're in the smallest rooms you see An' although we got nothing to do We going to do what do I do Blur Index Inertia Fear of being left behind Can take you over Suddenly you will choke Maybe it's just a joke I'm not sure of you I can't hear you now There's too much that's going around You seem a worried fool So don't think I'm cool Makes me me unsure Of you Fear of being left alone Can take you over Slowly you will choke And say it's just a joke I'm not sure Of you Blur Index Luminous Don't look at me as Your only regret what you don't see You know more than I So think for me Think what your not Ah ah ah ah Love substitute for the Never knew who you were Half your life has been explained You want the other half Ah ah ah ah Don't look at me as though I'm not here Your only regret what you don't see Half my life has been explained Blur Index Mace Pedalling on a bicycle I'm on my way to make a call I try to touch you Through the double glazing But the curtains were drawn The family gone away Who is to know But now you don't No-one can see When they get mace in their eyes They're papering the walls And the windows No light in here In or out The heating's on And I'm feeling drowsy I fall asleep And dream of burning down the house I'm pedalling on a bicycle I'm on my way to make a call The sun is out And I'm feeling drowsy I fall asleep And dream of burning down the house Blur Index Badgeman Brown This is the voice of someone Calling from a lonely hill To the hard of hearing For those who never will A long legged someone Seen walking away from home Look a vacant dreamer Walking alone alone Ways that turn and turn Which is what we'd learn As suffering believers In the book of Badgeman Brown They're dropping like flies In a suburban house From a lack of anything Anything to keep their hands in And the town keeps screaming From a lonely hill Another lack of people Those who never will Ways that turn and turn Which I what we'd learn As suffering believers In the book of Badgeman Brown This is the voice of someone Calling from a lonely hill For the hard of hearing For those who never will The days will turn and turn Which is what we'd learn As average believers In the book of Badgeman Brown Blur Index Hanging Over I'm alive I can breathe the air I can hurt you I can float up here So soft and tingling You can't touch me I'm floating away I woke up And went down next door I'm getting up with nothing on my mind I went down the stairs With a pain in my head I should have never got out of bed Then everything shattered Just at the point that it mattered Just at the point that it mattered Aha I'm alive I can breathe the air I can hurt you I can fall down there Right into your mind Don't put it around You can't catch me And carried away I woke up, woke up every day There is noting, nothing to say Halfway down the stairs I feel a pain in my chest I should have never got out of bed Then everything shattered Just at the point that it mattered Just at the point that it mattered Aha I'm alive, I can breathe the air I can hurt you Halfway down the stairs I get a pain in my chest I should never got out of bed I should never ever ever I should never. Blur Index Peach Chemical Eats Best part of the peach You're always the way you are What of that going to close you in You got a gaping hole in your head Id let the birds nest there instead Aha aha aha aha A gun in your pocket And hair in a locket Around your neck From the girl you once loved where is she now, you've gone crazy You've got a gaping hole in your head I'd let the birds nest there instead Aha aha aha aha You've got a gaping hole in your head I'd let the birds nest there instead I'd let the birds nest there instead I'd let the birds nest there instead I'd let the birds nest there instead Aha aha aha aha Blur Index When The Cows Come Home Good morning Wake up Wake up with purpose and polite efficiency Stuff vitamin pills down your health guarantee A kiss and cuddle with a lucky girl You get fed and watered Makes your hair curl And when the day draws in You put on a record Put on something gentle And wait for the cows to come home Wake up a little voice says To you eagerly You mustn't let yourself sink financially Don't listen to the accusation that you're tight You could be the first man on your street to get it right And when the day draws in You going to go into waltz time For once it was a good time Wait for the cows to come home All your life Ha da de da da Ha da de da da Ha da da de da Ha da de da da da Wake up with purpose and polite efficiency So you get fed and watered with good company And when the day draws in You go into waltz time For once it's a good time Wait for the cows to come home All your life Blur Index Maggie May Wake up Maggie I think I've got something to say to you It's late September And I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused But I feel I'm being used O Maggie I couldn't have tried any more you led me away from home Just to save you from being alone You stole my heart That's what really hurts All I needed was a friend of lend a guiding hand You turned into my lover And mother what a lover you wore me out Al you do is wreck my bed And in the morning kick me in the head O Maggie I couldn't have tried anymore You led me away form home Just to save you from being alone You stole my heart I couldn't leave you if I tried I suppose I could collect my books and go back to school Or steal my daddy's cue And make a living out of playing pool I'll find myself a rock n roll band That needs a helping hand Maggie I wish I'd never Seen your face You made a first class fool out of me But I was blind as a fool can be You stole my heart But I love you anyway Blur Index Es Schmecht Looking out for number oneThe conversation in the dayroom's gone It's a brutal thought but you thought it And in the future it'll be the same Waltzing on an autobahnThere is cause for alarm It's a neurotic thought but you thought it And in the future it'll be the same Blur Index Fried Oh you are very strange Sometimes I think you've gone insane Twisted hearts you've gone insane In this giddy world Couldn't you begin to go Where odd lines we hardly know Couldn't you put in a goal Just for me Did I say I want to know Talking about a goal Would you please leave me alone Can't you see I want to be on my own Oh I would like to give you your head Just to see if you are dead Oh I'd like to get into that pretty head And it would amuse me to see How you feel about me How you feel about always getting fried Did I say I wan to know We're talking about a goal Would you please leave me alone Can't you see I want to be on my own Can't you see I want to be on my own Did I say I wan to know We're talking about a goal Would you please leave me alone Can't you see I want to be on my own Can't you see I want to be on my own Oh I'm going to fry Oh I'm going to fry Oh I'm going to fry Blur Index Threadneedle Street The time has come Not to be cautious He must be careful not to make mistakes For every half hour In twenty-four And operations rose Faster than they did yesterday And the lending rates on your side So there won't be Much of a problem Then past midnight There is a rise When everybody's asleep at home He becomes nervous And sees a change Today Futures Watch the markets from the street In a pocket in a grey flannel suit Read tomorrow's crash today And check your pulse Base metals crawled onto the kerb And softs dropped in a summer turn And sugar melted in the mouth Of a rude girl Who knew a better option She thinks for a while And it could be A long time before he thinks again And then he looks at the papers And looks again Today Futures Blur Index Got Yer ! Look at Him, Grumpy old man You sour old bed pan He's gone dropped his fag He's got a fly between his ears it catches life And buzzes in my head It's a long time isn't it fumes of life Who put that bleeding goose in here? Got yer ! Blur Index Theme From An Imaginary Film What if I told you I love you What if I called you with rhyme In this world there's nothing that's left Well nothing that's new What if I told you without you Loving is limply a lie Although she moves into the night O tell me your mine Please say it's true O shame is over I was the light and the days of them all Well push me over I'm flat on my back and having a ball And just look who's laughing What if I flew like a dove dear What if I would you in rhythm There's nothing left Nothing that's good left for me now O I'll just go and sleep with strangers I'll live like a lord in a tower 'Cos in the city there's too much air That I can't dream at night Well not anymore O shame it's over It been such fun and we had a ball Well push me over But I'll be the last of people to fall Well just look who's laughing O shame it's over How like a cow bloated on grass Well push me over Me on my back and you on your arse Such a shame it's all over There are so few days left to grasp So push me over We on our back and you on your lazy arse Well just look whose laughing Blur Index

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