Blur - Modern Life Is Rubbbish


01 For Tomorrow (4:18)

He's a twentieth century boy
with his hands on the rails
Trying not to be sick again
and holding on for tomorrow

London ice cracks on a seamless line
He's hangin' on for dear life
Snd so we hold each other tightly
and hold on for tomorrow

Singing la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
Holding on for tomorrow row row row row row

She's a twentieth century girl
with her hands on the wheel
Trying not to make him sick again
Seeing what she can borrow

London's so nice back in your seamless rhymes
but we're lost on the Westway
And so we hold each other tightly
and we can wait until tomorrow

Singing la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
Holding on for tomorrow ow ow row row row

When trying not to be sick again
and holding on for tomorrow
She's a twentieth century girl
holding on for dear life
And so we hold each other tightly
and hold on for tomorrow

Singing la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la
Holding on for tomorrow ow ow ow

La la la la la...
(Jim stops and gets out the car
Goes to a house in Emperor's Gate
Through the door and to his room
Then he puts the tv on
Turns it off and makes some tea
says modern life, well, it's rubbish, I'm)
holding on for tomorrow ow ow ow

La la la la la...
(then Susan comes into the room
She's a naughty girl with a lovely smile
Says take a drive to Primrose Hill
It's windy there and the view's so nice
London ice can freeze your toes
like anyone, I suppose, you're)
holding on for tomorrow ow ow ow ow


02 Advert (3:43)

(Food processors are great)

It's six o'clock on the dot and I'm halfway home
I feel foul-mouthed as I stand and wait for the underground
And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
I need something to remind me that there's something else

You need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting
There never seems to be one

Say something, say something else x2

Advertisements are here for rapid persuasion
If you stare too long you lose your appetite
And a nervous disposition doesn't agree with this
You need fast relief from aches and stomach pains

I need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting
There never seems to be one

Say something, say something else x2

(1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16)

(You can have a holiday missing
Yes, ladies and gentlemen
For one week only, a special offer)

You need a holiday somewhere in the sun
With all the people who are waiting
There never seems to be one

Say something, say something else
Go on, say something else, say something else
Say something, say something else
Say something, say something else


03 Colin Zeal (3:14)

Colin Zeal knows the value of mass appeal
He's a pedestrian walker, he's a civil talker
He's an affable man with a plausible plan
Keeps his eye on the news, keeps his future in hand

(And then he)
looks at his watch
He's on time yet again
Looks at his watch
He's on time yet again

He's pleased with himself
He's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ah

While sitting in traffic, colin thinks in automatic
He's an immaculate dresser, he's your common aggressor
Colin's the modern retard with the love of bombast
Keeps his eye on the news, doesn't dwell on the past

(And then he)
looks at his watch
He's on time yet again
Looks at his watch
He's on time yet again

He's pleased with himself
He's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ah
x2

(And then he)

Looks at his watch
He's on time yet again
Looks at his watch
He's on time yet again

He's pleased with himself
He's pleased with himself
He's so pleased with himself, ah ah
x2
...

(Colin's a modern retard
He's terminal lard
He's an affable man
with a carrotene tan
'Cos Colin Zeal is ill
'Cos Colin Zeal is ill
'Cos Colin Zeal is ill)

He's Colin Zeal and he knows


04 Pressure On Julian (3:30)

Only the magical transit children
sing, sing a lullaby, bah, bah, bah
Sitting on the pavement sucking on a long straw
It's colourful, it's colourful, but it washes you out

Here is my violence and here is the excuse
I learnt it all, but only second hand
Falling into walls, well, what is it with you
You never know, never know, never know

We planned it all this way
We planned it all this way
Pressure on Julian

Swimming in yellow pissy water
sand getting in between the ears
No blood in head in this bloody weather
Irate people with yellow tongues

Only the magical transit children
sing, sing a lullaby, bah, bah, bah
Falling into walls, well, what is it with you
You never know, never know, never know

We planned it all this way
We planned it all this way
Pressure on Julian

(There was pressure on Julian
Pushing over from B to A, then back to B
Pressure on Julian, passing out
Passing little, little snout
...
Pressure on Julian)

We planned it all this way
We planned it all this way
Pressure on Julian


05 Star Shaped (3:25)

Wash with new soap behind the collar
Keeps a clean mental state
Don't usually bother in cold weather
but still i'm getting into work late

And i don't need the practice
I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(All for the good)
I feel so unnecessary
(We don't think so, you seem starshaped)

Have a couple at the weekend
Keeps up camaraderie
And my mind boggles in the muddle
at the possibilities

And i don't need the practice
I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(All for the good)
I feel so unnecessary
(We don't think so, you seem starshaped)

And I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(All for the good)
I feel so unnecessary
(We don't think so, you seem starshaped)

La la la la ooh
la la la la la la la la

I wash with new soap behind the collar
Helps keep down the laundry
And now I bother in cold weather
because it cleans me mentally

And I really don't need the practice

I've been making plans
(for the future)
Become an unconscious man
(All for the good)
I feel so unnecessary
(We don't think so, you seem starshaped)
x2


06 Blue Jeans (3:53)

Air-cushioned soles
I bought them on the Portobello Road
on a saturday
I stop and stare a while
A common pastime when conversation goes astray

And don't think I'm walking out of this
She don't mind
Whatever I'd say, whatever I'd say
I don't really wanna change a thing
I wanna stay this way forever

Blue, blue jeans
I wear them every day
There's no particular reason to change
My thoughts are getting banal
I can't help it, but I won't pull out hair another day

And don't think I'm walking out of this
She don't mind
Whatever I'd say, whatever I'd say
I don't really wanna change a thing
I wanna stay this way forever
if you don't mind
Whatever I'd say, whatever I'd say
I don't really wanna change a thing
I wanna stay this way forever

You know it will be with you

And don't give up on me yet
Don't think I'm walking out of this
She don't mind
Whatever I'd say, whatever I'd say
I don't really wanna change a thing
I wanna stay this way forever
if you don't mind
Whatever I'd say, whatever I'd say
I don't really wanna change a thing
I wanna stay this way forever

You know it's to be with you


07 Chemical World (4:02)

The pay-me girl has had enough of the bleeps
so she takes a bus into the country
Although she got herself rosy cheeks
she didn't leave enough money to pay the rent

The landlord says that she's out in a week
What a shame, she was just getting comfy
Now she's eating chocolate to induce sleep
and in a chemical world it's very, very, very cheap

And I don't know about you
but they're putting the holes in, yes, yes
It's been a hell of a do
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes

Peeping Thomas has a very nice view
across the street at the exhibitionist
These townies, they never speak to you
Just stick together so they never get lonely

Feeling lead, feeling quite light-headed
Had to sit down and have some sugary tea
In a chemical world, in a chemical world
It's very, very, very cheap

And i don't know about you
but they're putting the holes in, yes, yes
It's been a hell of a do
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes, yes

I don't know about you
but they're putting the holes in, yes, yes
It's been a hell of a do
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes

And now she's found about you
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes
Well, I don't know about you
They've been putting the holes in, yes, yes

Until you can see right through x3


(Intermission) (2:28)

[Instrumental]


08 Sunday Sunday (2:36)

Sunday, sunday here again in tidy attire
You read the colour supplement, the TV guide
You dream of protein on a plate
Regret you left it quite so late
to gather the family around the table
to eat enough, to sleep
Oh, the sunday sleep

Sunday, sunday here again, a walk in the park
You meet an old soldier and talk of the past
He fought for us in two world wars
Says the england he knew is now no more
He sings the songs of praise every week
but always falls asleep
For the sunday sleep

But he knows what he knows

Sunday
sunday

La la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la

Oh, the sunday sleep

Sunday, sunday here again in tidy attire (sunday)
You read the colour supplement, the TV guide
You dream of protein on a plate
Regret you left it quite so late
to gather the family around the table
to eat enough, to sleep

And mother's pride's your epithet
That extra slice you'll soon regret
So going out is your best bet
then bingo yourself to sleep
Oh, that sunday sleep


09 Oily Water (4:59)

Lead in me and me in water
dangling in my world
I've swallowed too much oily water
now it's slipping down my spine

In a sense of self-indecline
growing fat on sound
It's only an early morning dream
and the whole world will be alright

Ah ah ah ah
O-o-ooh ooh

My head hurts with suspicion
I'm coming home sometime
I've swallowed too much oily water
It's clipping down my spine

A sense of self-indecline
I'm lying on my back
It's only an early morning dream
and the whole world will be alright

Ah ah ah ah
O-o-ooh ooh

Ah ah ah ah
O-o-ooh ooh


10 Miss America (5:34)

(Michael
ha ha ha ha ha ha
ha)

Miss America sits in the shower
She's plucking hours from the sky
Picks up the telephone, into another home
Don't ask me why

I don't mind (ooh)
I don't mind at all (ooh)
I love only you

She's a well-wisher and she wishes you well
Wish away, wish away
She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho
Wish away, wish away

I don't mind
I don't mind at all
I love only you

Da do da da do x2

Here is here and I am here, where are you?
Far away, far away
She no jellybean, she a jemima ho ho
Wish away, wish away

I don't mind
I don't mind at all
I love only you

Da do da da do x3


11 Villa Rosie (3:54)

Wo ooh
o ooh

Practice doesn't make perfect when you're interbreeding
Speaking drivel, can it get confused with heavy breathing?
Mixing drinks at water holes get snarled up in the suburbs
Meandering through this and that, you're suspected of vagueness

When work is done, go to Villa Rosie every night
(So tasty)
Go form a queue at Villa Rosie every night
(So tasty)

Wo ooh x2

Across the common everyday you've come across the fine line
But wearing boots can prevent the leeches in the long grass
Eating between meals stifles the appetite, is it healthy?
Coming home that nagging doubt there in your belly

And all the while at Villa Rosie every night
(You're tasting)
A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night
(So taste)

Wo ooh x4

All losers come to Villa Rosie every night
(They're waiting)
So form a queue at Villa Rosie every night
(So tasty)
Don't break your back at Villa Rosie every night
(We're tasting)
A sweeter life at Villa Rosie every night
(So tasty)


12 Coping (3:23)

Primal, evil, what am I?
Tongue-tied till the day I die
There's no love made with mermaids
It's just distraction, so they say

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
x2

It's a sorry state you're getting in
The same excuse is wearing thin
There's no self-control left in me
What was not, will never will be

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
x2

(Or am I just coping?)

And I'm too tired to care about it
Can't you see this in my face
The emphasis is on coping
Can't you see this in my face, my face

When I feel this strange
Can I go through this again?
x3

When I feel this strange
(Could I be dreaming?)
Can I go through this again?
(or am I just coping?)

La la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
[to fade]


13 Turn It Up (3:21)

Kazoo, kazoo, you are mine
Kazoo, kazoo, every time

Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in x2

Any way you choose
Any way you choose at all
Some days you get too much
Some days it all gets too much

Kazoo, kazoo, you're black
Why do you turn your back on me?

Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in x4

Any way you choose
Any way you choose at all
Some days you do too much
Some days it all gets too much

Kazoo, kazoo, you are mine
Kazoo, kazoo, every time

Turn it up, turn it off, turn it in x4


14 Resigned (5:13)

I think too much on things I want too much
It makes me hateful and I say stupid things

Only you can fill my blank heart
and I'm resigned to that

I wish the sun could just keep me warm
and I'm resigned to that

I forget to breathe someday
I've never stopped to think why


(Commercial Break) (0:57)

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