| Song | Under the Westway / Commercial Break |
| Artist | Blur |
| Album | Parklive |
| [01:09.600] | There were bright skies in my city today |
| [01:16.700] | Everything was sinking |
| [01:19.000] | Said rain would come on Monday |
| [01:22.500] | The old school was due and the traffic grew |
| [01:29.000] | Upon the Westway |
| [01:31.200] | Where I sat watching comets' lonesome trails |
| [01:37.800] | Shining up above me, the jet fuel, it fell |
| [01:44.000] | Down to earth where the money always comes first |
| [01:49.100] | And the sirens sing |
| [02:12.000] | Bring us the day they switch off the machines |
| [02:19.000] | 'Cause men in yellow jackets putting adverts inside my dreams |
| [02:24.000] | An automated song and the whole world gone |
| [02:30.600] | Fallen under the spell of the distance between us when we communicate |
| [02:40.000] | Still picking up shortwave |
| [02:42.400] | Somewhere they're out in space |
| [02:45.000] | It depends how you're wired when the night's on fire |
| [02:51.000] | Under the Westway |
| [03:09.800] | Now it's magic arrows hitting the bull |
| [03:16.900] | Doing one-eighty, still standing at last call |
| [03:22.000] | When the flag's coming down |
| [03:25.600] | And the Last Post sounds just like a love song《 |
| [03:31.000] | For the way I feel about you |
| [03:37.500] | Paradise not lost, it's in you |
| [03:42.800] | On a permanent basis, I apologise |
| [03:49.500] | But I am going to sing |
| [03:57.800] | Hallelujah |
| [04:02.000] | Sing it out loud and sing it to ya |
| [04:07.800] | Am I lost out at sea? |
| [04:11.000] | 'Til a tide wash me up off the Westway |
| [01:09.600] | There were bright skies in my city today |
| [01:16.700] | Everything was sinking |
| [01:19.000] | Said rain would come on Monday |
| [01:22.500] | The old school was due and the traffic grew |
| [01:29.000] | Upon the Westway |
| [01:31.200] | Where I sat watching comets' lonesome trails |
| [01:37.800] | Shining up above me, the jet fuel, it fell |
| [01:44.000] | Down to earth where the money always comes first |
| [01:49.100] | And the sirens sing |
| [02:12.000] | Bring us the day they switch off the machines |
| [02:19.000] | ' Cause men in yellow jackets putting adverts inside my dreams |
| [02:24.000] | An automated song and the whole world gone |
| [02:30.600] | Fallen under the spell of the distance between us when we communicate |
| [02:40.000] | Still picking up shortwave |
| [02:42.400] | Somewhere they' re out in space |
| [02:45.000] | It depends how you' re wired when the night' s on fire |
| [02:51.000] | Under the Westway |
| [03:09.800] | Now it' s magic arrows hitting the bull |
| [03:16.900] | Doing oneeighty, still standing at last call |
| [03:22.000] | When the flag' s coming down |
| [03:25.600] | And the Last Post sounds just like a love song |
| [03:31.000] | For the way I feel about you |
| [03:37.500] | Paradise not lost, it' s in you |
| [03:42.800] | On a permanent basis, I apologise |
| [03:49.500] | But I am going to sing |
| [03:57.800] | Hallelujah |
| [04:02.000] | Sing it out loud and sing it to ya |
| [04:07.800] | Am I lost out at sea? |
| [04:11.000] | ' Til a tide wash me up off the Westway |