

So the story begins City dweller, successful fella Thought to himself: Ops, 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 (preys on him) He's getting thin (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 (faint at heart) A new start (new start) Try the simple life He lives in a house, a very big house in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) He's got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country (I don't know why) He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) You should come to no harm on the animal farm in the country (I don't know why) (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 (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country (I don't know why) He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) Oh, it's like an animal farm, that's the rural charm in the country (I don't know why) Oh, he lives in a house a very big house in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) He's got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country (I don't know why) He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) But you'll come to no harm on the animal farm in the country (I don't know why)
So the story begins City dweller, successful fella Thought to himself: Ops, 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 (preys on him) He's getting thin (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 (faint at heart) A new start (new start) Try the simple life He lives in a house, a very big house in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) He's got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country (I don't know why) He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) You should come to no harm on the animal farm in the country (I don't know why) (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 (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) Watching afternoon repeats and the food he eats in the country (I don't know why) He takes all manner of pills and piles up analyst bills in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) Oh, it's like an animal farm, that's the rural charm in the country (I don't know why) Oh, he lives in a house a very big house in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) He's got a fog in his chest, so he needs a lot of rest in the country (I don't know why) He doesn't drink, smoke, laugh, takes herbal baths in the country (Blow, blow me out, I am so sad) But you'll come to no harm on the animal farm in the country (I don't know why)
Foi o primeiro single do álbum *The Great Escape* de Blur, lançado em 1995.
O lançamento aconteceu exatamente no mesmo dia da música “Roll With It” do Oasis, gerando a chamada “Battle of Britpop” pela mídia.
“Country House” tornou-se o primeiro #1 de Blur no UK Singles Chart.
Até 2014, a canção permaneceu como o single mais vendido da banda, com mais de 540.000 unidades vendidas.
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