Parklife

Blur's Albums and Lyrics

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Parklife

Blur's Albums and Lyrics

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Parklife

Release Date:25/04/1994

British pop’s defining record of the 1990′s, Parklife became part of the national consciousness, English vocabulary and was the first of five consecutive number one albums for Blur. Produced by Stephen Street, the album continued the lyrical themes of its predecessor, but stylistically reaching further afield featuring torch song balladry, instrumental waltzes, disco and angular new wave. Parklife garnered Blur two top ten singles, four Brit Awards and Classic Album status.

Parklife est l’Album définissant au mieux les années 1990 de la pop britannique et fait parti de la conscience nationale, du vocabulaire anglais et a été le premier des cinq albums de Blur à se classer numéro un. Produit par Stephen Street, l'album est resté dans la continué des thèmes lyriques proposés par son prédécesseur, mais allant tout de même plus loin au niveau du style avec Torch Song ballades, des valses instrumentales, du disco et de la New Wave. Parklife de Blur a eu deux morceaux classés dans le top dix singles et quatre Brit Awards.

  • Girls & Boys

Street's like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece
On holiday
Love in the 90's
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

Avoiding all work
Because there's none available
Like battery thinkers
Count your thoughts on 1 2 3 4 5 fingers
Nothing is wasted
Only reproduced
Get nasty blisters
Du bist sehr schon
But we haven't been introduced

[Chorus]

  • Tracy Jacks

(Tracy Jacks) works in civil service
(Tracy Jacks) it's steady employment
(Tracy Jacks) it's a golfing fanatic
(Tracy Jacks) but his put is erratic
(Tracy Jacks) saw a Harley Street doctor
(Tracy Jacks) who prescribed healthy living
(Tracy Jacks) but he's getting past forty
(Tracy Jacks) and all the seams are splitting

EVERYDAY HE GOT CLOSER
HE KNEW IN HIS HEART HE WAS OVER
I'D LOVE TO STAY HERE AND BE NORMAL
BUT IT'S JUST SO OVERRATED

(Tracy Jacks) left home without warning
(Tracy Jacks) at five in the morning
(Tracy Jacks) got on the first train to Walton
(Tracy Jacks) and stood on the seafront
(Tracy Jacks) threw his clothes in the water
(Tracy Jacks) and ran around naked
(Tracy Jacks) got stopped by the police
(Tracy Jacks) and escorted back home

EVERYDAY HE GOT CLOSER
HE KNEW IN HIS HEART HE WAS OVER
I'D LOVE TO STAY HERE AND BE NORMAL
BUT THEN IT'S JUST SO OVERRATED

Tracy Jacks
Tracy Jacks
Tracy Jacks
Tracy Jacks

And then it happened on a Tuesday morning
Tracy Jacks bulldozed down the house he lived in
Saying it's just so overrated
Tracy Jacks
Tracy Jacks
Tracy Jacks
Tracy Jacks

EVERYDAY HE GOT CLOSER
HE KNEW IN HIS HEART HE WAS OVER
I'D LOVE TO STAY HERE AND BE NORMAL
BUT IT WAS ALWAYS OVERRATED

  • End of a Century

She said 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:]
And we all say
Don't want to be alone
We wear the same clothes
Because we feel the same
And kiss with dry lips
When we say goodnight
End of the century... it's nothing special

Sex on tv
Everybody's at it
And the mind gets dirty
As you get closer to thirty
He gives her a cuddle
They're glowing in a huddle
Good night tv
You're all made up
And you know that

[Chorus]

Can you eat her yes you can

[Chorus]

  • Parklife (feat Phil Daniels)

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 through what is known as
(parklife)
John's got brewers 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

[Chorus]
ALL THE PEOPLE
SO MANY PEOPLE
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 awakened 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 (parklife)

[Chorus]

Parklife (parklife)
Parklife (parklife)

It's got nothing to do with vorsprung durch technic you know
And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round
Parklife (parklife)

[Chorus x 2]

  • Bank Holiday

Grandma has got new dentures
To eat the crust on pizza
Been taken out by her daughter
Because she thought she ought'a
The kids are eating snickers
Because they're so delicious
Then there's sticky f1ngers
And mother looses her knickers

[Chorus]
BANK HOLIDAY COMES SIX TIMES A YEAR
DAYS OF ENJOYMENT TO WHICH EVERYONE CHEERS
BANK HOLIDAY COMES WITH A SIX PACK OF BEER
....THEN ITS BACK TO WORK A.G.A.I.N.

Bar-b-que is cooking
Sausages and chicken
The patio is buzzing
The neighbours they are looking
John is down the fun pub
Drinking lots of lager
Girls and boys are on the game
All the high streets look the same

[Chorus]

back to work A.G.A.I.N.

[Chorus]


  • Badhead

So far I've not really stayed in touch
Well you knew as much it's no surprise that today
I'll get up early too from a lack of anything to do

AND I MIGHT AS WELL JUST GRIN AND BEAR IT
BECAUSE IT'S NOT WORTH THE TROUBLE OF AN ARGUMENT

And you have not really stayed in touch
Well I knew as much it's no surprise that today
I get up for round two with nothing to do
Except get a touch of flu

AND I MIGHT AS WELL GRIN AND BEAR IT
BECAUSE IT'S NOT WORTH THE TROUBLE OF AN ARGUMENT
AND IN ANY CASE I'D RATHER WEAR IT
IT'S LIKE A BADHEAD IN THE MORNING

And I know

AND I MIGHT AS WELL GRIN AND BEAR IT
BECAUSE IT'S NOT WORTH THE TROUBLE OF AN ARGUMENT
AND IN ANY CASE I'D RATHER WEAR IT
IT'S LIKE A BADHEAD IN THE MORNING

[Repeat]

  • The Debt Collector

???

  • Far Out
  • I spy in the night sky don't I
    Phoebe io e lara leda callisto sinope
    Janus dione portia so many moons
    Quiet in the sky at night hot in the milky way
    Outside in
    Vega capella hadar rigel barnard's star
    Antares aldebaran altair wolf 359
    Betelgeuse sun sun sun
  • A malady has taken him over
    Coughing tar in his japanese motor
    The lights are magic
    And he feels lucky
    And he's got money
    Shoots like an arrow - oh

    LONDON LOVES
    THE MYSTERY OF A SPEEDING CAR
    LONDON LOVES
    THE MISERY OF A SPEEDING HEART

    Its love u like, and everyone's at it
    And words are cheap when the mind is elastic
    He loves the violence
    Keeps ticking over
    So sleep together
    Before today is sold forever

    LONDON LOVES
    THE WAY PEOPLE JUST FALL APART
    LONDON LOVES
    THE WAY YOU JUST DON'T STAND A CHANCE
    LONDON LOVES
    THE MYSTERY OF A SPEEDING CAR

    O-OH O-OH O-OH O-OH

    LONDON LOVES
    THE MYSTERY OF A SPEEDING CAR
    LONDON LOVES
    THE MISERY OF A SPEEDING HEART
    LONDON LOVES
    THE MYSTERY

    LONDON LOVES
    THE WAY PEOPLE JUST FALL APART
    LONDON LOVES
    THE WAY WE JUST DON'T STAND A CHANCE
    LONDON LOVES
    A SPEEDING HEART
  • To the End

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

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

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
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes it looks like we've made it to the end

Well you and I, we just
Collapsed in love
And it looks like we might have made it
Yes it looks like we've made it to the end
All the way till the end

Perhaps [Inaudiuble]
Perhaps
There might be some
They might be feeling
Or want somewhere to run away, far away

  • London Loves
  • Trouble in the Message Centre

I am the message centre
Local and direct
Room to room an operator
No calls today they'll just have to wait dear
I call and I collect
So just strike him softly away from the body

YOU'RE MADE UP TOO SHINY TODAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
THOUGHTS ARE JUST PISSING AWAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)

I am a manager
I am in control
As the local delegator
No calls today dear they'll just have to wait dear
I offer no guarantee at all
So don't take it lightly you'll put yourself under

YOU'RE MADE UP TOO SHINY TODAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
THOUGHTS ARE JUST PISSING AWAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
A NEW TYPE FACE AND NEW DAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
YOU CAN'T REMEMBER TEN MINUTES AGO (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
IT'S TOO MUCH TROUBLE

YOU'RE MADE UP TOO SHINY TODAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
THOUGHTS ARE JUST PISSING AWAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
A NEW TYPE FACE AND NEW DAY (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
YOU CAN'T REMEMBER TEN MINUTES AGO (IN SO MUCH TROUBLE)
IT'S TOO MUCH TROUBLE

La la la la la

La la la la [to fade]

  • Clover Over Dover

I'm on the white cliffs of Dover
Thinking it over and over
But if I jump its all over
A cautionary tale for you
I'd like to roll in the clover
With you over and over
On the white cliffs of dover
And then I'd let you push me over

[Chorus]
AND IF THAT IS THE FACT THEN IN ACTUAL FACT IT'S NOT WHERE IT'S AT
AND IT'S OVER
AND IF THAT IS THE FACT THEN IN ACTUAL FACT IT'S NOT WHERE IT'S AT
AND IT'S OVER
YES IT IS

And now the bluebirds are over
Over the white cliffs of dover
So when you push me over
Don't bury me I'm not worth anything

[Chorus]

  • Magic America

Bill Barret has a simple dream
He calls it his plan B
Buildings in the sky and the air is sugar free
And everyone is very friendly
Plan B arrived on a holiday
Took a cab to the shopping malls
Bought and ate until he could do neither anymore
Then found love on channel 44

[Chorus]
LA LA LA LA LA HE WANTS TO GO TO MAGIC AMERICA
LA LA LA LA LA HE'D LIKE TO LIVE IN MAGIC AMERICA
WITH ALL THE MAGIC PEOPLE

Bill Barrett sent his postcards home
To everyone he'd ever known they read
Fifty nine cents gets you a good square meal
From the people who care how you feel

[Chorus x 2]

With all the magic people [fade to end]

  • Jubilee

Jubilee slouches in the settee
He losing all will to move
He gone divy too much telly
He watching 24 hours of rubbish
He got butane he got plastic bags
His eyes are going square oh yeah
He no raver just anti social
He no going to cut his hair

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN, HE NOT MEAN
ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN, NOT KEEN ON
BEING LIKE ANYONE ELSE

Jubilee's dad Billy Banker
He thinks his son is a slob
He should get out more stop scabbing
He really should go and get a job

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT MEAN ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM WHERE TO GO
BUT HE JUST DON'T GET OUT ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM TALK TO GIRLS
BUT HE'S JUST TOO SPOTTY
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT KEEN ON BEING LIKED BY ANYONE ELSE
SO HE JUST PLAYS ON HIS COMPUTER GAME

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT MEAN ENOUGH
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM WHERE TO GO
BUT HE JUST DON'T GET OUT ENOUGH

HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM TALK TO GIRLS
BUT HE'S JUST TOO SPOTTY
HE DRESSES INCORRECTLY... NO-ONE TOLD HIM SEVENTEEN
HE NOT KEEN ON BEING LIKED
ANYONE HE'S NOT BEING LIKE
ANYONE JUBILEE'S NOT LIKE
ANYONE ELSE

  • This Is a Low

And into the sea goes pretty England and me
Around 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 asleep
And the radio says

[Chorus]
THIS IS A LOW
BUT IT WON'T HURT YOU
WHEN YOU ARE ALONE IT WILL BE THERE WITH YOU
FINDING WAYS TO STAY SOLO

On the Tyne forth and Cramity
There's a low in the high forties
And Saturday's locked away on the pier
Not fast enough dear
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

[Chorus x 3]

  • 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

Heidi Harley

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