Lyrics Blur - Fools Day
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Wake up straight
Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I’m sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworth’s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the West Way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
And a love of all sweet music
We just can’t let go
Let go… let go.. let go… let go.. llet go
So meditate
On what we’ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil War
Is what we all were born into
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Don’t capitulate
To the forces of the market place
They’re long departed
Consolidate
The love we’ve had together
On a cold day in springtime
Сразу проснись
Разбуженный солнцем
В первый день апреля
Вон из постели
Господи, это было крушение самолета
А я уверен, что я видел сны
Телевизор включен
Взрыв кофеина, наука
Покорности снова
Еще один день
На этом маленьком острове
Только колокольчик удачи ожидает*
Овсянка приготовлена
Я отправил моего ребенка в школу
Прохожу мимо магазина «все по фунту стерлингов», Вулворт**
Под мостом
Где тоннель виден днем
И торжественно прохожу Вест Вэй
Затем на моем велосипеде
По Ладбрук Гроув***
К приближающимся эффектам
Вот и студия
И любовь ко всей мелодичной музыке
Мы просто не можем отпустить...
Так задумайся
Над тем, кем мы стали
В холодный день весны
Гражданская война**** -
Это то, где мы все были рождены
Подними свою левую руку, правую, пой
Не сдавайся
Силам рыночной площади
Они отступают
Укрепи любовь
Которая есть у всех нас
В холодный день весны
Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I’m sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworth’s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the West Way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
And a love of all sweet music
We just can’t let go
Let go… let go.. let go… let go.. llet go
So meditate
On what we’ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil War
Is what we all were born into
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Don’t capitulate
To the forces of the market place
They’re long departed
Consolidate
The love we’ve had together
On a cold day in springtime
Сразу проснись
Разбуженный солнцем
В первый день апреля
Вон из постели
Господи, это было крушение самолета
А я уверен, что я видел сны
Телевизор включен
Взрыв кофеина, наука
Покорности снова
Еще один день
На этом маленьком острове
Только колокольчик удачи ожидает*
Овсянка приготовлена
Я отправил моего ребенка в школу
Прохожу мимо магазина «все по фунту стерлингов», Вулворт**
Под мостом
Где тоннель виден днем
И торжественно прохожу Вест Вэй
Затем на моем велосипеде
По Ладбрук Гроув***
К приближающимся эффектам
Вот и студия
И любовь ко всей мелодичной музыке
Мы просто не можем отпустить...
Так задумайся
Над тем, кем мы стали
В холодный день весны
Гражданская война**** -
Это то, где мы все были рождены
Подними свою левую руку, правую, пой
Не сдавайся
Силам рыночной площади
Они отступают
Укрепи любовь
Которая есть у всех нас
В холодный день весны
Wake up straight
Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I’m sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworth’s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the west way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
Love sweet music
We just can’t let go
Let go ... let go .. let go ... let go .. llet go
So meditate
On what we’ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil war
Is
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Don’t capitulate
To the forces of the market place
They’re long departed
Consolidate
The love we’ve had together
On a cold day in springtime
Immediately wake up
Awakened by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
I'm sure I saw dreams
TV is on
Caffeine Blast Science
Humility again
One more day
On this little island
Only a lucky bell awaits *
Oatmeal cooked
I sent my child to school
Passing by the “all-pound sterling” store, Woolworth **
Under the bridge
Where the tunnel is visible during the day
And solemnly pass West Way
Then on my bike
By Ladbrook Grove ***
Approaching effects
Here is the studio
And love for all the melodious music
We just can't let go ...
So think
Over what we have become
On a cold day of spring
Civil War**** -
This is where we were all born.
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Do not give up
Market area forces
They retreat
Strengthen love
Which we all have
On a cold day of spring
Called out by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
But I’m sure that I was dreaming
TV on,
Of course caffeine and signs
Of submission again
Another day
On this little island
Just a bell hangs on
Porridge done
I take my kid to school
It was the pound shop, Woolworth’s
Under bridge
Where the subway sees the daytime
And the west way flies by
Then on my bike
Down the Ladbroke Grove
To the forthcoming dramas
The studio
Love sweet music
We just can’t let go
Let go ... let go .. let go ... let go .. llet go
So meditate
On what we’ve all become
On a cold day in springtime
Civil war
Is
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Don’t capitulate
To the forces of the market place
They’re long departed
Consolidate
The love we’ve had together
On a cold day in springtime
Immediately wake up
Awakened by the sun
On the first day of April
Out of bed
Lord, it was a plane crash
I'm sure I saw dreams
TV is on
Caffeine Blast Science
Humility again
One more day
On this little island
Only a lucky bell awaits *
Oatmeal cooked
I sent my child to school
Passing by the “all-pound sterling” store, Woolworth **
Under the bridge
Where the tunnel is visible during the day
And solemnly pass West Way
Then on my bike
By Ladbrook Grove ***
Approaching effects
Here is the studio
And love for all the melodious music
We just can't let go ...
So think
Over what we have become
On a cold day of spring
Civil War**** -
This is where we were all born.
Raise your left hand, right, sing
Do not give up
Market area forces
They retreat
Strengthen love
Which we all have
On a cold day of spring