Hard Life In The Country Lyrics by Fall, The

Hard Life In The Country Lyrics

    It's hard to live in the country
    In the present state of things
    Your body gets pulled right back
    You get a terrible urge to drink



    At three a.m.
    The stick people recede
    The locals get up your nose
    And leather soles stick on cobble stones



    It's hard to live in the country
    It has a delicate ring
    Nymphette new romantics come over the hill
    It gets a bit depressing



    Paper local
    Drunken scandal
    Publish your address as well
    Locals surround where you dwell
    Old ladies confiscate your gate railings
    For government campaigns



    Its tough in home country
    Councils hold the ring
    D. bowie look-alikes
    Permeate car parks
    Grab the churches while you can
    Port-a-loos
    Yellow cabins by methodist doors
    New jersey car parks permeated by
    D. bowie [sound-alikes]



    It's good to live in the country
    You can get down to real thinking
    Walk around look at geometric tracery
    Hedgehogs skirt around your leathered soles
    Fall down drunk on the road
    It's good to live in the country



    Look at yourself as a man
    The valley rings with ice-cream vans
    It's good to live in the country



    Leather soles stick on precinct flagstones
    Small up town americas like your outskirt town



    The villagers
    Are surrounding the house
    The locals have come for their due
    It's hard to live in the country

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