This Is A Low - Blur

And into the sea

Goes pretty England and me Round the Bay of Biscay

And back for tea

Hit traffic on the Dogger Bank

Up the Thames to find a taxi rank

Sail on by with the tide

And go to sleep

And the radio says…

CHORUS:

«This is a low

But it won’t hurt you.

When you’re alone,

It will be there with you,

Finding ways to stay solo.»

On the Tyne, Forth and Cromarty,

There’s a low in the high forties

And Saturdays locked away on the pier

Not fast enough, dear.

And on the Malin Head,

Blackpool looks blue and red

And the Queen, she’s gone round the bend,

Jumped off Land’s End.

And the radio says…

REPEAT CHORUS

«This is a low,

But it won’t hurt you.

When you’re alone,

It will be there with you.

This is a low,

But it won’t hurt you.

When you’re alone,

It will be there with you,

Finding ways to stay solo.»