Вершы: Blur. Fool's Day.

Wake up straight
Caught out by the sun
on the first day of April
Out of bed
Thought it was a plane crash
But I?m sure that I was dreaming
TV on
??? a science
of submission again
Another day
On this little Island
Just a bell hangs on
I take my kid to school
passed 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 drama?s
A studio
and a love of all sweet music
we just cant let go
So meditate
on what we?ve all become
on a cold day in springtime
Civil War
is what we were all born into
when you left and rising?
Dont keep it too late
The forces of the market place
they?ve long departed
Consolidate
The love we have together
on a cold day in springtime