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Marque le tempo à la vitesse que vous souhaitez.
Flyin' east on a plane drinkin' all that free champagne
Guess I saw this comin' down the line...
And I know it should be fun but I think I should have packed my gun
Got that old suburban showdown in my mind.
Sit around with the folks tell the same old tired jokes
Bored to death on Sunday afternoon
Mom and Dad me and you and the outdoor barbecue
Think I'm gonna hide out in my room
I've been gone for a while made some changes in my style
and they say you can't go home anymore
Well the streets all look the same and I'll have to play the game
We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs
with the tv on with the neighbors there
Out in the yard where my Daddy worked so hard
He never lets the crabgrass grow too high
Oh the place hasn't changed and that's why I'm gonna feel so strange
but I have to face the music bye and bye...
I've been gone for a while made some changes in my style
and they say you can't go home anymore
Well the streets all look the same and I'll have to play the game
We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs
with the tv on with the neighbors there
We'll drive into town when this big-bird touches down
I'm only coming home to say goodbye
Then I'm gone with the wind and I won't be seen again
'till that great suburban showdown in the sky.
’Till that great suburban showdown in the sky
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