Suburbs from Baba Bruloakr by David Allred

Tracklist

3.	Suburbs	2:40

Lyrics

Mean people, busy streets
Competitions, bare feet
Forest fires, new hires
Falling trees, always busy

The suburbs made us crazy
They never could foresee
That raising children in such a quiet place
Would only launch them further into space

Making friends with ourselves
Feeling weird, needing help
Riding bikes, eating salads
Summer nights, writing ballads

The suburbs made us crazy
We never could foresee
That growing up in such a quiet place
Would only launch us further into space