Such a romantic idea how can it fail, but it does for so many.
Let’s escape to the country
away from it all
let’s have a house
with real garden wall
We’ll buy a cottage
with a front and back door
It’ll save all the lifting
up to the third floor
We can buy some green wellie’s
and look at the view
and live off the land
like country folk do
It’s the good life we want
It’s what we desire
no central heating
Just a big open fire
When we get our cosy nook
with the big open fire
the pubs down the road
just beyond the church spire
There’s an old English pub
with a Bistro next door
real plastic beams
and a Spanish tile floor
At the weekend it's busy
but it is quite a pity
it's full of the people
that we left in the city
When winter came
we were frozen to the core
living in the country
is becoming a bore
There are no pavements
there's mud and there's mire
and we've run out of wood
for the big open fire
The electrics gone off
the phones out of order
and doesn't manure
have a bad odour
Lets escape to the city
