ever wonder about the life of a cheeky, unemployed bench-sitter.. now, let me tell you a story

Confidence is a preference for the habitual voyeur of what is known as... Parklife! [pretty much need that if going to sit on a bench!]
And morning soup can be avoided if you take a route straight chrough what is known as... Parklife! [never like the soup!]
John's got brewer's droop, he gets intimidated by the dirty pigeons - they love a bit of it. (Parklife!) [who on earth will like dirty pigoen]
Who's that gut lord marching? You should cut down on your porklife, mate, get some exercise! (Parklife!) [pork is never a good thing to ate, mate]

All the people
So many people
And they all go hand in hand
Hand in hand through their parklife [i wish i'm having a parklife, not perklife!]

Know what I mean? [ermmm.. not really]

I get up when I want, except on Wednesdays, when I get rudely wakened by the dustmen. (Parklife!) [damn the dustmen.. i wish i can get up when i want]
I put my trousers on, have a cup of tea, and I think about leaving the house. (Parklife!) [ermmm.. i dont drink tea, but, i do put on my trousers and have to leave my room]
I feed the pigeons, I sometimes feed the sparrows too. It gives me a sense of enormous well-being. (Parklife!) [ha ha.. i need to feed myself first]
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. [are you kidding?]

Parklife - Parklife!
Parklife - Parklife!

It's got nothing to do with your vorsprung durch technic, you now. [no... i dont think i know]

Parklife - Parklife!

And it's not about you joggers who go round and round and round... Parklife - Parklife! [better go to sleep!]

Witty [yea.. right!], ironic and irreverent, as the song sounds that's just sum up a specific place and time my mind really on right now [Britain mid 1990's]... i'm turning into those people who in love with Brit music [not that annoying frog], but the masterpiece of 1990's...

and BLur with cutie Damon Albarn ... is just what i need at this moment!! a cheeky-irrelevent songs that's as English as a rainy Sunday in front of the gas fire and most of the songs don't make much sense outside of the British Isles, songs that i can find joy in the mundane....

The truth is rarely pure and never simple

Oscar Wilde,
The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895, Act I

♥ ♥ ♥ aJLa I'm no angel.. and i manage to remain alive in my own quirky way

"Look at the stars, and not the reflection of the moon."

*having my wickest dream come true *hint* dvz *hint*
*not to kill anyone as a doctor
*a person who can swept me off my feet