Interpret:

Blur

Album:

Singly

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.. let 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