In the Suburbs

In the Suburbs

You and Me

We’ll fly away

To the Suburbs

Tuesday is trash day

take it out, it goes away

Hey yo, baby, take my shit, what say?

Clean my soul, clean my shoes, take my crap away

In the suburbs In the suburbs

Every day , bills to pay

train to work, hey, look my way

Whoa baby, yo baby, be the one who makes my day

You and me, we’ll fly away

To the suburbs To the suburbs

You make me feel I could still pack a punch

But my holster’s empty, so let’s do lunch

Let’s do lunch and get on back: to an early night And the quiet soundtrack

Of the suburbs Of the suburbs

I’m a lion in a cage, hear me roar

Everything I was, is now paper in a drawer Paperwork, paperwork, what’s it all mean?

My heart’s still beating but my hand’s are clean

In the suburbs In the suburbs

I love you, baby. I hate you, too

My fist through a wall , so I could have you

Baby, Baby, hear my prayer

We found it. Now, we’re in the somewhere! Hold me, baby! Hold me tight!

Into your arms night after night

After night After night

After night After night....... (etcetera....)

To the Suburbs

To the Suburbs

There’s a place for us

(In the suburbs)

Peace and quiet and open air

In the Suburbs

There's a time for us

Somewhere there'll be a time for us

Time together with time to spare

Time to learn

Time to care