Suburbia

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Oh well remember the guy who was a football star
 He had it made with the ladies, but he never got far
 Five years past, now he's gotten kind of fat
 Working eight days a week at a Laundromat
 With his momma and his daddy breathing down his neck
 About everything he does so much it makes him sick
 So he sits home alone, with the game on TV,
 As the crowd goes wild he says, "That coulda been me!"
 Just another day in suburbia
 It's a beautiful day in suburbia!
 Best not let it get the best of you
 Is it everything you thought it would be?
 Remember playing games at the rich kid's home?
 His dad owned a bank, while his mom was alone
 Everyday with the mailman, the trash man, lawn guy
 Kid didn't look a damn thing like his dad (I knew why)
 He grew up got a job making eighty grand a year
 Had a wife and kid all the guys called a queer
 But his dad never knew, he was too blind to see
 He said "Guess it kinda ran in the family!"
 Just another day in suburbia
 It's a beautiful day in suburbia
 Best not let it get the best of you
 Is it everything you thought it would be?
 Remember the girl, down the street, with the kids
 That used to come outside, but she never did
 Cause she was trying to hide the bruises where her old man beat her
 Cause he hit her in the face with an old space heater (Ow!)
 Then he'd come home drunk and tried to force sex on her
 But he didn't see the fourty-four stuffed in the covers
 So she waited 'till he came, he lie there naked,
 Before she blew his head off, she told him she'd been faking
 All along - so long - for everything you done wrong
 Here's a bullet, go to hell, 'cause its where you belong!
 Just another day in suburbia
 It's a beautiful day in suburbia
 Best not let it get the best of you
 Is it everything you thought it would be
 Just another day in suburbia
 Yeah this is how we're living in suburbia
 Best not let it get the best of you
 Is it everything you want it to be
 No one understands it, no one comprehends it
 I Guess you had to be there, from the outside looking in
 So I put my Outkast record on, turn up the volume cause I'm all alone!
 And scream away (yeaaaah!)
 Remember the cutest couple in the world
 You know he was the punk and she was daddy's little girl
 And graduation came and she wanted him to stay
 But he had bigger better dreams waiting out in LA
 She cried and he cried as the plane flew away
 She never ever wanted it to end this way
 Two years later she reads in the news
 He'd gone on to be a big star but nobody knew
 Cause he changed up his name but his heart stayed the same
 Cause every song he wrote was about her he claimed
 But he never got to tell her cause he died that year
 From all of the coke, and the pills, and the beer
 And the whole world cried, but just or one day...
 Cause sooner or later.the pain goes away!
 Just another day in suburbia
 It's a beautiful day in suburbia
 Best not let it get the best of you
 Is it everything you thought it would be?
 Just another day in suburbia
 Yeah this is how we're living in suburbia
 Best not let it get the best of you
 Is it everything you want it to be.

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Duration
04:07
Key
7
Tempo
166 BPM

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