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The Sound of The Suburbs
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Same old boring Sunday morning, old man's out washing the car Mum's in the kitchen cooking Sunday dinner Her best meal, moaning while it lasts And Johnny's upstairs in his bedroom sitting in the dark Annoying the neighbours with his punk rock electric guitar This is the sound... This is the sound of the suburbs This is the sound... This is the sound of the suburbs
Every lousy Monday morning Heathrow jets go crashing over our home Ten o'clock, Broadmoor siren driving me mad - won't leave me alone The woman next door just sits and stares outside She hasn't come out once ever since her husband died This is the sound.. This is the sound of the suburbs This is the sound... This is the sound of the suburbs
Youth Club Group used to wanna be free - now they want anarchy! They play too fast, they play out of tune - practice in the singer's bedroom Drums quite good, the bass is too loud and I can't hear the words
Saturday morning family shoppers crowding out the centre of town Young blokes sitting on the benches shouting at the young girls walking around And Johnny stands there at his window looking at the night I said, "Hey, what you listening to, there's nothing there?” That’s Right This is the sound... This is the sound of the suburbs This is the sound... This is the sound of the suburbs This is the sound... This is the sound of the suburbs This is the sound... This is the sound of the suburbs
You are living in the suburbs, And you have problems with your parents, So you move on up to London town, Where you think everything's happening, going down. Living in a bedsit, Travelling on a tube train, Working all day long. And you know no one, So you don't go out, And you eat out of tins, And you watch television, Solitary confinement.
I have got a good job, And I am working in the city, Get the tube train at 8 o'clock and 5, And a really don't know if I'm dead or alive. Living in a bedsit, Travelling on a tube train, Working all day long. And you know no one, So you don't go out, And you eat out of tins, And you watch television, Solitary confinement.
Well I was living in Camberley, and, you know I thought I'd move up to town, you know So I got this bedsit on earls court And like, not many people come to visit me In fact no one comes at all, but there's this bird across the way who I mean I know she fancies me and everything But well, I got it sussed She got a 40 inch bust, and she's just...just just! Living in a bedsit, Travelling on a tube train, Working all day long. And you know no one, So you don't go out, And you eat out of tins, And you watch television, Solitary confinement.
The members are going to tell you what it's like to be.. On your own By yourself on your own By yourself On your own By yourself on your own By yourself By yourself By yourself By yourself By yourself By yourself By yourself By yourself By yourself Buy yourself this record And it's lonely for you, And it's lonely for me, And it's lonely for all of us, can't you see? Solitary confinement. You're so lonely, Solitary confinement. You're so lonely, Solitary confinement. You're so lonely,
See her laughing, talking She's walking to the factory She don't look that much but I tell you She is the ticket to the easy life for me If she works nine to five Sure to keep my love alive If she works nine to five That's okay with me Hey, I'm in love with the working girl Hey, I'm in love with the working girl
I walk up to her Tell her how we must have made been made for each other And I'd take her home Why I'd even take her round for tea with my mother And she could go out to work And I'd lie around the house in the dirt And she could go out to work Bring her money home for me Hey, I'm in love with the working girl Hey, I'm in love with the working girl
Working girl) We got a love so pure (working girl) She pays the rent (working girl) Once in a lifetime chance Must be heaven sent Instrumental Hey, I'm in love with the working girl Hey, I'm in love with the working girl
Wow ow ow ow Wow ow ow ow I go at night She can buy all the drinks With the money she's earned I dazzle her with science Impress her with all this stupid knowledge I've learned Then we get a cab back to her place I put on my hate to borrow money We get a cab to her place She'd do alright by me Hey, I'm in love with the working girl Hey, I'm in love with the working girl
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