mr. little jeans
the suburbs
In the Suburbs I I learned to drive And you told me we'd never survive Grab your mother's keys, we're leaving You always seemed so sure That one day we'd be fightin' in the suburban war Your part of town against mine I saw you standing on the opposite shore But by the time the first bombs fell we were already bored We were Already Already Bored  Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling, again  Kids wanna be so hard But in my dreams we're still screamin and runnin' through the yard And all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall And all of the houses they built in the seventies finally Fall Nothin' at all It meant nothin'  Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling, and into the night  So can you understand Why I want a daughter while I'm still young? I want to hold her hand Show her some beauty, before the damage is done But if it's too much to ask If it's too much to ask Then send me a son Under the overpass In the parking lot I'm still waiting It's already passed So move your feet from hot pavement and into the grass 'Cause it's Already past Already past  Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling, again  Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling, again