Suburban Utopia

I live in Suburban Utopia most of you know a modicum
Every other street leads to cul-de-sac and linoleum
Kids are passed out on opium sick of the man controlling them
But downtown's an hour away so they missed their podium oh
It takes 20 minutes to get out of your neighborhood
Cuz the streets are a labyrinth but at least the lawns are manicured
Haven't heard of the amateur rapper living in Castleberg?
That's cuz in cookie-cutter communities open mics can't occur
Personality massacred
Talent turned to a can of turd
Sick of getting passed over he kills himself without a word
And when his body's janitored and his parents are sad and hurt
We curse suburban labyrinths but at least the lawns are manicured

I'm sick of the sprinklers
Sick of the child diddlers
Sick of the weekly HOA meetings don't get your feelings hurt
How many more rivers do we drain feeding the grass and dirt
The playgrounds are empty the kids futures are massacred

We're living in little boxes made out of ticky tacky
Pissing in litter boxes laid out for kitty katty
Imminent, pay your taxes to keep the city happy
Sitting in corner office to be a pretty daddy
Macking laffy taffy and acting like we're happy
This cul-de-sac is lacking magic menagerie's sitting sadly
Imagination is absentee in class the teens they're drab in tees
They gnash their teeth and mash their screens
And passively they pass with C's
Cuz mass degrees amass the fees
And ask the trees where paper leads
No hand to seize the castles keys
Catastrophe, no days to seize
We made a mess of our economy, a mess of our surroundings
And the severe lack of modesty is really quite astounding
If nobody has the empathy to manifest our destiny
There are no buts about it cuz eventually we'll rest in peace

I'm sick of the sprinklers
Sick of the child diddlers
Sick of the weekly HOA meetings don't get your feelings hurt
How many more rivers do we drain feeding the grass and dirt
The playgrounds are empty the kids futures are massacred

The grass is always greener on golf courses with law enforcement
How can we endure when our king is making new war endorsements
Senate's getting restless they're asking for more defenses
How many more mortal weapons before the peasants go storm the fences

They banned abortions in Texas
Not asking for your suggestions
There is no more mass consensus
AI's in your solar plexus

The census ingests the messages sent to us by the presses
Who're pressing their own agendas to accentuate our expenses
With beads and baubles and necklaces
Feeds off of your Netflix
You'll be the Hollywood effigies, LEDs on your Lexus

The needy wallow in debt for the greedy's wallets and pensions
They're feeding off our oppression
Their seedy thoughts and intentions are weakening our connection

Stop questioning their morality
It's a question of practicality
When society ends only wealth'll be eating calories
Wealth'll be eating casually
The rest'll be eating celery
Recipe for catastrophe
So better enjoy your salary
Spend some time with your family
When society ends there's no remedy for your malady
Melody sings of casualty
Eventually totality
When society ends only heaven'll house you happily

I'm sick of the sprinklers
Sick of the child diddlers
Sick of the weekly HOA meetings don't get your feelings hurt
How many more rivers do we drain feeding the grass and dirt
The playgrounds are empty the kids futures are massacred