Los Amigos - Blimpy Boy / Parklife lyrics

Hey there.

Blimpy Boy.

Flying through the sky so fancy free.

Hey there.

Blimpy Boy.

Flying through the sky so fancy free.

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 marchin?

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 awaken by the dustmen

Parklife

I put on my trousers on, have a cup of tea

And then I think about leaving the house

Parklife

I feed the pigeons

I sometimes feed the sparrows too

It gives me a enormous sense of 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

Parklife

All the people

So many people

And they all go hand in hand

Hand in hand through their. Parklife

Its got nothing to do with your

Vorsprung durch technique you know

And its not about you joggers

Who go round and round and round...

Parklife.

Parklife.

Hey there.

Blimpy Boy.

Flying through the sky so fancy free.