Escape from Suburbia
Been a long time a long time coming
Can't unhear the beat that you're drumming
Gotta get away I gotta get to where I belong
Picking up the pace and I start a running
Mastered the art of suburban slumming
Your feelings are revealing that I stuck it out far too long
Escape from suburbia, had it with the the closet crackers
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Escape from suburbia, Anytown, Minnesippi
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Pile on praise that you don't deserve
It's time for you to know that you were born on third
You're soaking up the glory and believing that you hit a triple
Lines are all blurred and I lack the words
There's a payoff in the chaos as the pot is stirred
You're happy to be lapping up the piss now as it trickles
Escape from suburbia, had it with the the closet crackers
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Escape from suburbia, Anytown, Minnesippi
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
- Insane face-melting solo!!! -
Heading to the city can't get any worse
Wanna land somewhere that's a little diverse
Where the haters that you cater to are more or less a dying breed
Call it what you want you can call it a curse
But if I stay another day I'll need a ride in a hearse
All the grinning and the winning got me desperate to be freed
Escape from suburbia, had it with the the closet crackers
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Escape from suburbia, Anytown, Minnesippi
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
- Best outro solo in the history of rock! -
Can't unhear the beat that you're drumming
Gotta get away I gotta get to where I belong
Picking up the pace and I start a running
Mastered the art of suburban slumming
Your feelings are revealing that I stuck it out far too long
Escape from suburbia, had it with the the closet crackers
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Escape from suburbia, Anytown, Minnesippi
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Pile on praise that you don't deserve
It's time for you to know that you were born on third
You're soaking up the glory and believing that you hit a triple
Lines are all blurred and I lack the words
There's a payoff in the chaos as the pot is stirred
You're happy to be lapping up the piss now as it trickles
Escape from suburbia, had it with the the closet crackers
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Escape from suburbia, Anytown, Minnesippi
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
- Insane face-melting solo!!! -
Heading to the city can't get any worse
Wanna land somewhere that's a little diverse
Where the haters that you cater to are more or less a dying breed
Call it what you want you can call it a curse
But if I stay another day I'll need a ride in a hearse
All the grinning and the winning got me desperate to be freed
Escape from suburbia, had it with the the closet crackers
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
Escape from suburbia, Anytown, Minnesippi
No no I don't know, no, where do we go?
- Best outro solo in the history of rock! -
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Writer(s): Lance Brown-ochs
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