Hard Life In The Country lyrics

It’s hard to live in the countryIn the present state of thingsYour body gets pulled right backYou get a terrible urge to drinkAt three a.m.The stick people recedeThe locals get up your noseAnd leather soles stick on cobble stonesIt’s hard to live in the countryIt has a delicate ringNymphette new romantics come over the hillIt gets a bit depressingPaper localDrunken scandalPublish your address as wellLocals surround where you dwellOld ladies confiscate your gate railingsFor government campaignsIts tough in home countryCouncils hold the ringD. bowie look-alikesPermeate car parksGrab the churches while you canPort-a-loosYellow cabins by methodist doorsNew jersey car parks permeated byD. bowie [sound-alikes]It’s good to live in the countryYou can get down to real thinkingWalk around look at geometric traceryHedgehogs skirt around your leathered solesFall down drunk on the roadIt’s good to live in the countryLook at yourself as a manThe valley rings with ice-cream vansIt’s good to live in the countryLeather soles stick on precinct flagstonesSmall up town americas like your outskirt townThe villagersAre surrounding the houseThe locals have come for their dueIt’s hard to live in the country
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