Suburbia - Butch Walker

Oh 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 eight 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 says, «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 eighty 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

He said «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

Cause she was trying to hide the bruises where her old man beat her

Cause he hit her in the face with an old space heater (Ow!)

Then he’d come home drunk and tried to force sex on her

But he didn’t see the fourty-four stuffed in the covers

So she waited 'till he came, 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, 'cause 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

I Guess you had to be there, from the outside looking in

So I put my Outkast record on, turn up the volume cause I’m all alone!

And scream away (yeaaaah!!)

Remember the cutest couple in the world

You know he was the punk and she was daddy’s little girl

And 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

Two years later she reads in the news

He’d gone on to be a big star but nobody knew

Cause he changed up his name but his heart stayed the same

Cause every song he wrote was about her he claimed

But he never got to tell her cause 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…

Cause 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.