Song Description

A strange song, mixing doubt, and hope, and painting it with an equally confusing mixute of sadness, and cheer.

Lyrics

Life Suburban Style

Hot summer day and all.
But I wish it was the fall,
Didn?t ever think I?d miss my old friends
At all
Instead of turning in,
Turned on the Twilight Zone,
Sometimes I live in one,
Right here at home.

We?re living life Suburban Style,
Just sit back, and breathe awhile
Lose your dreams in shopping aisles
Relax and smile

We talk and talk for years
Of pulling out of here
But we?ll have to take that journey
Some other year
LA?s too far away,
To make it with our car,
So the gang?ll have to wait,
On being stars

So, it?s still life Suburban Style,
Just sit back, and breathe awhile
Lose your dreams in shopping aisles
Relax and smile

(Piano solo)

Father Roony?s sick of the boonies,
This is where he?s stationed,
So he?s carryin? his cross

Father, he said,
Take me from the land of the lost.
What have we lost?
We lost our will to live
And we lost our will to die
But we haven?t lost the strength to wonder,
Why?

We?re living life Suburban Style,
Just sit back, and breathe awhile
Miles and miles of soap opera smiles
You can sleep in style.