Parklife es un álbum de Blur, publicado en 1994 por Food. El disco incluye 16 canciones, entre ellas «Girls & Boys», «Tracy Jacks», «End Of A Century» y «Parklife».
Listado de Canciones
- Girls & Boys
- Tracy Jacks
Letra
(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 Every day 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 Well, every day he got closer He knew in his heart he was over I'd love to stay here and be normal But that is just so overrated (Tracy Jacks) woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Tracy Jacks) woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Tracy Jacks) woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Tracy Jacks) woo-ooh, woo-ooh 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) woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Tracy Jacks) woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Tracy Jacks) woo-ooh, woo-ooh (Tracy Jacks) woo-ooh, woo-ooh Every day 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
Letra
She says 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 We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips When we say good night End of a century Oh, it's nothing special Sex on the TV Everybody's at it And the mind gets dirty As you get closer to thirty Gives her a cuddle Glowing in a huddle Good night TV You're all made up And you're looking like me We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips When we say good night End of a century Oh, it's nothing special Can you eat her? Yes you can We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips When we say good night End of a century Oh, it's nothing special We all say Don't want to be alone We wear the same clothes 'Cause we feel the same We kiss with dry lips When we say good night End of a century Oh, it's nothing special Oh, end of a century Oh, it's nothing special - Parklife
Letra
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 pork life mate, get some exercise All the people So many people And 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 me 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 All the people So many people And they all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife Parklife (parklife) Parklife (parklife) It's got nothing to do with your Vorsprung durch Technik, you know Parklife (parklife) And it's not about you joggers who go 'round and 'round and 'round and 'round Parklife (parklife) All the people So many people And they all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife All the people So many people And they all go hand in hand Hand in hand through their parklife - Bank Holiday
Letra
Grandma needs 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 fingers And mother loses her knickers Bank holiday comes six times a year Times of enjoyment To which everyone cheers Bank holiday comes a six pack of beer Then it's back to work A.G.A.I.N Bar-b-que is cooking Sausages and chicken The patio is buzzing And 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 - Badhead
Letra
So far I've not really stayed in touch Well, you knew as much, it's no surprise That today I get up around two From a lack of anything to do And I might as well just grin and bear it 'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument And you not really stayed in touch Well, I knew as much, it's no surprise That today I get up around two With nothing to do, except get a touch of flu And I might as well just grin and bear it 'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case I'd rather wear it It's like a bad head in the morning And I know And I might as well just grin and bear it 'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case I'd rather wear it It's like a bad head in the morning And I might as well just grin and bear it 'Cause it's not worth the trouble of an argument And in any case I'd rather wear it You're like a bad head in the morning I know - The Debt Collector
Letra
[Instrumental] - Far Out
Letra
I spy in the night sky, don't I? Phoebe, Io, Elara 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, sun - To The End
Letra
All these dirty words Jusqu'à la fin They make us look so dumb En plein soleil Been drinking far too much Jusqu'à la fin And neither of us mean what we say En plein amour 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 Jusqu'à la fin Soon it will be gone forever En plein soleil Infatuated only with ourselves Jusqu'à la fin 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 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 En plein amour 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 En plein soleil En plein soleil En plein soleil... - London Loves
Letra
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 London loves The mystery of a speeding car London loves The misery of a speeding heart It's love you 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 Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh Oh, oh-oh, oh, oh-oh London loves The mystery of a speeding car London loves The misery of a speeding heart London loves The mystery Hey, hey London loves The way people just fall apart London loves The way we just don't stand a chance London loves A speeding heart - Trouble In The Message Centre
Letra
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
Letra
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 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 I'm not where it's at it's all over Yes it is And now the bluebirds are over (I floated away) Over the white cliffs of Dover (spent twenty years upon the sea) And when you push me over (and when I came back) Don't bury me, I'm not worth anything (I found that you'd turned into me) La la la la la la la la La la la la la la la la 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 I'm not where it's at it's all over Yes it is - Magic America
Letra
Bill Barrett has a simple dream He calls it his Plan B There were 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 'til he could do neither any more Then found love on Channel 44 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 those 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 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 With all the magic people 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 La, la-la-la-la So nice to be in magic America La, la-la-la-la He'd like to live in magic America With all the magic people With all the magic people With all the magic people With all the magic people All the magic people, all the people All the people, all the people All the people, all the people All the people, all the people - Jubilee
Letra
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 like anyone else So he just plays on his computer games 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 like Anyone he's not being like Anyone jubilee's not like Anyone else - This Is A Low
Letra
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 to sleep And the radio says This is a low But it won't hurt you When you're alone It will be there with you Finding ways to stay solo Up the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty There's a low in the High Forties Saturday's locked away on the pier Not fast enough, dear And 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 This is a low But it won't hurt you When you're alone It will be there with you Finding ways to stay solo This is a low But it won't hurt you When you're alone It will be there with you This is a low But it won't hurt you When you're alone It will be there with you Finding ways to stay solo - Lot 105
Letra
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!