The Suburbs Ringtones

In the suburbs I, I learned to drive And you told me we'd never survive Grab your mother's keys, we're leaving You always seemed so sure That one day we'd be fighting In a suburban war Your part of town against mine I saw you standing on the opposite shore But by the time the first bombs fell We were already bored We were already, already bored Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling again The kids want to be so hard But in my dreams we're still screaming And running through the yard When all of the walls that they built In the seventies finally fall And all of the houses they built In the seventies finally fall Meant nothing at all? Meant nothing at all It meant nothing Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling And into the night So can you understand Why I want a daughter while I'm still young? I want to hold her hand And show her some beauty Before this damage is done But if it's too much to ask If it's too much to ask Then send me a son Under the overpass In the parking lot, we're still waiting It's already passed So move your feet from hot pavement And into the grass 'Cause it's already passed It's already, already passed Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling Sometimes I can't believe it I'm moving past the feeling again I'm moving past the feeling I'm moving past the feeling In my dreams we're still screaming We're still screaming We're still screaming

Let me tell y'all what it's like Being male, middle-class and white It's a b*tch, if you don't believe Listen up to my new CD (Sha-mon) I got sh*t runnin' throught my brain It's so intense that I can't explain All alone in my white-boy pain Shake your booty while the band complains I'm rockin' the suburbs Just like Michael Jackson did I'm rockin' the suburbs Except that he was talented I'm rockin' the suburbs I take the cheques and face the facts That some producer with computers fixes all my sh*tty tracks I'm p*ssed off but I'm too polite When people break in the McDonald's line Mom and Dad you made me so uptight I'm gonna cuss on the mic tonight I don't know how much I can take Girl, give me something I can break I'm rockin' the suburbs Just like Quiet Riot did I'm rockin' the suburbs Except that they were talented I'm rockin' the suburbs I take the cheques and face the facts That some producer with computers fixes all my sh*tty tracks In a haze these days I pull up to the stop light I can feel that something's not right I can feel that someone's blasting me with hate And bass Sendin' dirty vibes my way 'Cause my great great great great Grandad Made someones' great great great great Grandaddies slaves It wasn't my idea It wasn't my idea Never was my idea I just drove to the store For some Preparation-H Y'all don't know what it's like Being male, middle-class and white Y'all don't know what it's like Being male, middle-class and white Y'all don't know what it's like Being male, middle-class and white Y'all don't know what it's like Being male, middle class and white It gets me real p*ssed off, it makes me wanna say It gets me real p*ssed off and it makes me wanna say It gets me real p*ssed off and it makes me wanna say F*CK! Just like Jon Bon Jovi did I'm rockin' the suburbs Except that he was talented I'm rockin' the suburbs I take the cheques and face the facts That some producer with computers fixes all my sh*tty tracks These days Yeah yeah I'm rockin' the suburbs Yeah yeah I'm rockin' the suburbs Yeah yeah You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say 'F*ck' You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say 'F*ck' You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say 'F*ck' You'd better look out, because I'm gonna say 'F*ck'

Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? You're like a bossa nova Playing in the heart of me Fill a bowl with roses When evening closes In on my dreams Come and cool my forehead And put me in my bed I feel feverish And I know it's not the truth It's only me and only you But it's an endless fall I'm falling And I can only heed my calling Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? You're like a bossa nova Playing in the heart of me I could hear you coming You were a hummingbird Hovering I think you're so pretty Not far from the city In our Eden And I know it's not the truth It's only me and only you But it's an endless fall I'm falling And I can only heed my calling You keep me hanging tight Suspended like an epiphyte And I won't let go I know that I'm right My love Don't try to calm me down Don't calm me down Calm me down I'll calm down Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? I wanna take you over Like you're taking over me Can I be your lover In the Southern Suburbs? I wanna run for cover Under the canopy Can I please come over In my green Land Rover? You're like a bossa nova Playing in the heart of me

Everyone around me Girls at the party We pull up deep Cause they can't tell us nothin The gang too chic so they talking about it This ain't my scene let me know where you're waiting It wasn't about being with somebody else I was just locked in and working on myself Driving in the east end coming your way In the suburbs for the weekend at your place On the highway tryna make my way to you Baby stay up for me until I come through I need a break from everybody actin' new You never switched up on me I rely on you I got way too much to prove 'em In the stu' promise I'll come I know you're getting impatient But I do it for my day ones And you'll see when all is done Imma get to your location It wasn't about being with somebody else I was just locked in and working on myself Driving in the east end coming your way In the suburbs for the weekend at your place On the highway tryna make my way to you Baby stay up for me until I come through I need a break from everybody actin' new You never switched up on me I rely on you You shouldn't care about what they say I can tell em all straight to they face that I don't need more than one in your place You see me out and I know u feel ways But I'm On the highway tryna make my way to you Baby stay up for me until I come through I need a break from everybody actin' new You never switched up on me I rely on you

I came slummin' out the suburbs I bet seein' me get dubs hurt Grounded, yet I'm still above dirt Talk shit, you get the glove first Blacksmith I strike the metal with the quickness Put that metal to the petal then them sparks start spittin Ain't no big bark man, but the dog here bitches Say it backwards, yeah the god granting wishes It's Spectacular, Specs, or the one who up next This is top tier flows, I ain't even gotta flex I talk my shit bitch, with the numbers on my checks How many of them folks give me loving and respect Don't play favorites If you wrong then I'll send you to an Avis Like my shit brown, you can keep all the aces Acting like a fool and now you saving lots of faces And now you posting things that are really just tasteless Quotes, quotes and more quotes but what you sayin Tokes, tokes and more tokes, I'm getting faded Jokes, jokes and more jokes, keep playing Max and Pro sent a beat, it's history in the makin I came slummin' out the suburbs I bet seein' me get dubs hurt Grounded, yet I'm still above dirt Talk shit, you get the glove first 1st string, in the fields on a constant basis 1st thing, fuck you and the opps you based with Sting like ray, mascot that I'm based in Sure thing, your attitude need a facelift I ain't got time for no bitch, I gotta network Bank in flux since a jit, tryna up my net worth All these little mind games, always made my head hurt Life on hunnid, stay frosty 'til I hit my death cert For certain, I want all the applause From the streets to a yacht, eliminate my flaws Take away my fortune? Rip it from my fuckin claws Welcome to the jungle I'm Mufasa, kiss my paws Got a problem baby, come on down, let's conversate Been the bigger man, I never had to compensate Feel a type of way, go ahead, type away Brassin' up my knuckles, didn't think I'd fight today I came slummin' out the suburbs I bet seein' me get dubs hurt Grounded, yet I'm still above dirt Talk shit, you get the glove first It's history in the making Max, Pro, Brad, yeah it's history in the makin

It's funny you should ask me why I never visit home It's just awkward that your company makes me feel more alone And I'm tired of pretending nothing's wrong We used to get our laughs in the cheapest fucking ways It never seemed mean but I've been thinking back these days And I'm the one that changed Sometimes I wish you could do the same I've been trying to wash these words off of my lips Find something honest to replace them with And I don't hate you I just know you'll never get it, and you don't have to get it And I wish you wouldn't ask about my best laid plans You wouldn't like the answer if I had one And your disappointed looks always keep me on the hook But I refuse to die for that This isn't what you want, but this isn't about you I'm just trying to flush the suburbs from my blood And I'm scared that you're the person I'll become And I don't hate you I just know you'll never get it And you don't have to get it You just have to respect it I'm just trying to clean the garbage from my floor Or maybe just hide behind my door I don't hate you I just know you'll never get it We'll probably just forget it