Blur - 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 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

Blur - Girls And Boys

Streets like a jungle
So call the police
Following the herd
Down to Greece
On holiday
Love in the 90s
Is paranoid
On sunny beaches
Take your chances looking for

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 schön
But we haven't been introduced

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

Blur - 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

Blur - End of a Century

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 goodnight
End of a century... oh, it's nothing special

Sex on the TV
Everybody's at it
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'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 goodnight
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 goodnight
End of a century... oh, it's nothing special

Oh, end of a century... oh, it's nothing special