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Suburban Legends (Suburban Legends) · Suburban Home Records and Distribution Music Sampl (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Suburban Rebels-Live at Rio's [DVD] (The Business) · Suburban Poetry (John Luskey) · Suburban Songbook (Bob Evans) · Suburban Nature (Sarah Jaffe) · White Suburban (Skylar Grey) · Suburban Voodoo (Paul Carrack) · Suburban Knights (Hard-Fi) · Suburban Porn (Merkury Burn) – and 90 other albums »


Landmarks lost to parking lots in the city I called home
Looking back I see what used to be
Now freeways crawl through the suburban sprawl
As far
'Cause legends call us to live

They came in high
And they came in low
Worn by the miles
And fresh from home
Hard work, magic
Then some tragic end
by the colors of the army!
Yo you in the wrong hood better knock on wood
Gold chains and gold rings you misunderstood
Trace back and look back you
hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star
On the streets I'm a legend, in my hood I'm a star

Created in my back pocket
Ya
the camera and when to say action
When to print the legend and when to leave the facts in
And when to turn your back on the comforts of home
And wander
He rides away in his Mercedes Benz
Soon he's lost beneath the neon sky
Outside of town, in their suburban home
She spends another night alone
she'd leave back to the central just to never return
Stayed in my sweet suburbian home
Although suburb is cold, so cold
Gimme sex, gimme drugs, gimme
Wasted children, fixed blank eyes, blood and sweat, we socialize
Broken homes from which they come, beer-stained dad, compliant Mom.
Fear and love,
back home.

It's hard to believe to a story
That's been told so well.
All these lines are sounding the same.

Cross my fingers
Hold your breath
high
Palmdale-Lancaster
Blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night
The sheriff harasses me
He puts me in the choke hold
So bad I can barely breath
move and the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside them like a blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night and you're in bed asleep
I
back home.

It's hard to believe to a story
That's been told so well.
All these lines are sounding the same.

Cross my fingers
Hold your breath
sailing back to me.

Honey pie you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home.
you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home.

Oh honey pie, my position is tragic
Come and show me the magic
Of your
Take her by the sun bath
I do it all and I see it clear
All day I am lonely
Pretty about my ? cloud
Baby come home
Down by the ? tell me know
sailing back to me.

Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home.
inside my head goes on and on (Lubie come back home),
Said Lubie Lubie you better go back home.

I said I, I thought I'd make it by myself (Lubie come
the way you move, 
And that sparkle in your eyes, 
Here is a color deep inside them like a blue suburban sky. 
When i come home late at night, 
And your
with no label 
But not quite  not quite 
God  I swear it's good to be back home 
Waiting for the newest Rolling Stone 
All the other girls are still
sailing back to me.

Honey pie, you are making me crazy
I'm in love but I'm lazy
So won't you please come home.
Wasted children, fixed blank eyes, blood and sweat, we socialize
Broken homes from which they come, beer-stained dad, compliant Mom.
Fear and love,
give your man a pound
Let him know what's going down take a pull and hold it now
Back to matters we call the rhyme data
Home run batter shutting down
and the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside them like a blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night and you're in bed asleep
I wrap my arms
and the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside them like a blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night and you're in bed asleep
I wrap my arms
and the sparkle in your eyes
There's a color deep inside them like a blue suburban sky
When I come home late at night and you're in bed asleep
I wrap my arms