That is gonna come to meet us Every guy that wished and fell I got a brand new apartment On the other side of Poway Hill Every kid is dreading Monday Ice is on my window sill Waiting for a brand new skateboard I'm waiting for a bit of skill Tommy want a punk-rock weekend And Tommy need a new guitar Tommy ain't a high school drop out Who kicked out of high school
I'm holding my head is gonna blow up my mind Wake shot up these words I've got quite a bit grey Like they were yesterday We were on our way When the songs do their thing And we singing
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up again Like little kids they will fight til they all get their way And make the most of themselves But we sound the alarm Like they jumped straight out of Hell A freaking hydrogen bomb Bombs away
You gotta get the rules and break them This house is getting out of hand Mother's got a thing for praying But God is gonna hate my band Tommy wants a life of purpose Tommy has some dreams to plan I drive to that shit apartment I'm gonna build a punk-rock band
I'm holding my head is gonna blow up my mind Wake shot up these words I've got quite a bit grey Like they were yesterday We were on our way When the ships stop at lair And we woke up the hell
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up one day Like little kids they will fight til they all get their way And make the most of themselves But we sound the alarm Like they jumped straight out of Hell A freaking hydrogen bomb Suburban kings they will die But will rise up one day With steady wings they will fly From up and out of their cage We show the worst of themselves We must sound the alarm These kids, they jumped out of Hell A freaking hydrogen bomb Bombs away
Suburban kings they will die but will rise up one day Like little kids they will fight til they all get their way And make the most of themselves But we sound the alarm Like they jumped straight out of Hell A freaking hydrogen bomb Suburban kings they will die But will rise up one day With steady wings they will fly From up and out of their cage We show the worst of themselves We must sound the alarm These kids, they jumped out of Hell A freaking hydrogen bomb Bombs awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
