SubSuburbia (Pt.3)
Don those bells on your ankles man and dance another jig
You're open seven days a week for all those nervous kids
He sits inside the stale living room
And smokes another Rothman Blue
And choking on his G&T he turns around and says to you
This is not the time or place for pointless lust or saving grace
I'm taking you down to the army base
So you'd really better get some rest
I'll even let you borrow my favourite vest
The one with the bullet holes in the chest
This is Sub Suburbia
(Sub Suburbia)
(Sub Suburbia)
You're open seven days a week for all those nervous kids
He sits inside the stale living room
And smokes another Rothman Blue
And choking on his G&T he turns around and says to you
This is not the time or place for pointless lust or saving grace
I'm taking you down to the army base
So you'd really better get some rest
I'll even let you borrow my favourite vest
The one with the bullet holes in the chest
This is Sub Suburbia
(Sub Suburbia)
(Sub Suburbia)
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Writer(s): Daniel Paul Desmond Lyons
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