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Your loser friend thinks itâs a good idea to hang around
Outside the Wendyâs thatâs open âtil 2 AM
With the vanity plates so we all know itâs him
Then itâs off to the 7-11
Where heâll wait for Mrs. Brown
He earns dollars a day at the grocery
Heâs spent a year of tuition on the lottery
Save me from suburbia
I fear Iâm becoming white trash
Iâm living on credit
A television dream is what Iâm fed
Makes me a dumb motherfucker
I picked up a book
But I couldnât even tell you what Iâd read
And Iâm resigned to know Iâll never make it far
Talking shit and drinking in this killing jar
My lazy neighbor is asking for a favor
Wonât I watch her kid?
Sheâll be back from the store in just a little bit
Of course sheâs high on something and sheâs full of shit
But the worst thinks heâs come in first
God help us heâs a suburban cop
He kicked my ass real bad in the 7th grade
Well, heâs still just a thug but now heâs getting paid
Save me from suburbia
And I donât know why I want to stay
I hate it here in every way
Itâs a corporate, vegged-out, Philistine Hell
Where my scumbag neighborâs yelling at his mother
âWhereâs my allowance, bitch?â
And Iâm resigned to know weâll never make it far
Watching life and waiting for a shooting star