The Saw Doctors - Blah, Blah, Blah lyrics

Pearse's observations on urban life after hearing "Country Living is Grand" on Padraig Stevens' album, Sound! Bah, blah, blah The citys all stuffy but I like fast food Waiting on buses, going down the tubes You get used to the noise, the fumes from The cars I don't know the last time that I looked at the stars Blah blah blah Looking for income, looking for hope Most times you're treated like a bit of a joke There's nothing so bad that couldn't be worse They say one man's blessing's Another man's curse Blah, blah, blah Going to the market Going to the pub You go to your boss and you Ask for a sub We cycled all over, seen all the sight But I like nothing better than the hot city nights Blah blah blah Trying it make contact but there's No-one at home They're all out to lunch and they've switched Off their phones Searching and searching, what do You get Total frustration, surfing the net Blah balh blah Concrete drives you crazy My mind is getting lazy Give me your answer daily Give mE your answer do Things are getting hAzy You know it isn't aisy I'll be over maisie co*k a doodle do Blah blah blah blah blah Blah blah blah blah blah blah Copyright D.Carton/L.Moran/P.Doherty/P.Stevens