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  • Текст песни Butch Walker - Suburbia



    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 8 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 said,
    "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 80 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
    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
    Cuz she was trying to hide the bruises where her old man beat her, Cuz he hit her in the face with an old space heater. He came home drunk and tried to force sex on her
    But he didn't see the 44 stuffed in the covers
    So she waited til he came as 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, cuz 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
    Guess you had to be there, from the outside looking in
    So I put my Outkast record, turn up the volume cuz I'm all alone And scream away (yeaaaah...)


    Remember the cutest couple in the world
    He was the punk and she was daddy's little girl
    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
    2 years later, she reads in the news he'd gone on to be a big star but she never knew, cuz he changed up his name but his heart stayed the same, cuz every song he wrote, was about her, he claimed. But he never got to tell her cuz 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...Cuz 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