Suburbia
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Why you gotta go on
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Stealing all my friends
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You'll never pull me in
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Suburbia
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What made you think you're better
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And do you ever tire
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Puppeteering all those lives?
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Sorry, yesterday, I had to drive up in your cul-de-sac
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I much regret it, don't worry, I won't be coming back
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And my apologies are sin if I embarrassed the neighbors
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Sorry, but I'm not as rich as you and no, I can't afford
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Three cars in the driveway and then time to get bored
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So, telling me my car is loud, you're not doing a favor
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Your children stare at me
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But they're not prepared to be outside
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Your screened-in porcelain community
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And I will live to be just like you
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Difficult and frightened, enlightened to love your kind
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They'll never live off TV dinners
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Know what it means to suffer with their silver-plated eyes
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So what? Am I sorry? But I did not grow up with a TV in my room
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And my first trip to Disneyland, well, I was 22
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A shame you don't believe in yard sales, I, I would have bought from you
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Sorry, but my tooth fairy wasn't dropping 20's
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We were happy with our peppermints and pennies
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But you would not understand this your, your joy's in winning
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You don't know how it feels
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Drinking tap water at every meal
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I hear you swear if it's not bottled
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And I will live to be just like you
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Difficult and frightened, enlightened to love your kind
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They'll never live off TV dinners
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Know what it means to suffer with their silver-plated eyes
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And we'll never live off TV dinners
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And we'll never know what it means, what it means to suffer
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Oh
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Oh
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Oh
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Oh, oh, oh
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And they will live and they will breed
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And they will be just like you, with silver-plated eyes
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So what am I? So what am I? So what am I?
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Suburbia
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Why you gotta go on
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Stealing all my friends
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You'll never pull me in, no, no
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Suburbia
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Aslyn |