Parklife LyricsConfidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight through
what is known as... (Parklife!)
John's got brewer's droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons -
they love a bit of it. (Parklife!)
Who's that gut lord marching? You should cut down on your porklife,
mate, get some exercise! (Parklife!)
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 awakened
by the dustmen. (Parklife!)
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the
I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too. It gives me a
sense of enormous 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.
It's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you know.
And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round...
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