Blur - Go Out

Blur - Go Out Lyrics:

I cannot sing along
Dancing with myself
We go get a gun
I sure…

I'm feelin'… ooh
Dancing with myself
I get into my bed
I do it to myself

To the local
To the lo-o-o I go out
To the lo-o-o-ocal by myself
to the lo-o-o-ocal

I get into my bed
there's nothing to be address now
there's nothing to get hung about
cos I do it all the time

The shepherd
she done it all again
I get ready to go
the green jokes get to come

He going to the local
he going to the local -o-ohh
he going to the lo-o-o-ocal
he going to the lo-o-o-ocal

Too many western men
are probably left undone
imperious desire
the pepper of luxury
a greedy go ge…
she on a roll
she get ready to go
she's dancing with hereslf

She does it with herself
she does it with herself
she does it on her o-o-o-own
she does it on her o-o-o-own