Country House (2012 Remaster)

So the story begins City dweller Successful fella Thought to himself Oops Ive got a lot of money Caught in a rat race Terminally Im a professional cynic But my hearts not in it Im paying the price of living life at the limit Caught up in the centurys anxiety Yes it preys on him Hes 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 its like an animal farm Thats the rural charm In the country Hes got morning glory and lifes a different story Everythings going Jackanory Touched with his own mortality Hes reading Balzac knocking back Prozac Its a helping hand that makes you feel wonderfully bland Oh its a centurys 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 Hes got a fog in his chest So he needs a lot of rest In the country He doesnt 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 dont know why