Suburbia Overture / Greetings from Mary Bell Township! / (Vampire) Culture / Love Me, Normally

Good morning!

White picket fences

Barbed wire and trenches

Trick or treat

Merry Christmas

Howdy, neighbor

Thank you, Jesus

Oh, what is he building in that painted lady?

A participation trophy wife or blonde, blue-eyed baby?

Wide-eyed and wired

The snap-crackle-pop of the Geiger

Camouflage billboards for lead-lined Brooks Brothers

You elbow the jukebox and sing "Duck and Cover"

And breed out our incisors, feed on white wine and Pfizer

It don't look like survival, b-but buy now or die

Suburbia

You're not alone

The lights are on

But no one's home

So, welcome home

Myers-Briggs, OKULTRA

Takes a village to fake a whole culture

Your ear to the playground, your eye on the ball

Your head in the gutter, your brains on the wall, oh well

Home is where the heart is

You ain't homeless, but you're heartless

It's the safest on the market

But you still gotta watch where you park it

So give me your half-life crisis

I can tell that you know where paradise is

Where parasites don't care what your blood type is

Only pheromones and serotonin decide

If it's true that a snowflake only matters in a blizzard

Everyone knows that nobody knows that

Everybody's all up in my, everybody's all up in my

Everybody's all up in my business

Suburbia

Where you belong

The lights are on

But no one's home

So, welcome home

Ch-ch-chameleon peacocks are talk of the town

Well word gets around on hit number stations

He cums radiation

The dog bites the postman while basement eyes dream

Of a night at the drive-in with an AR-15

I dropped my eyeballs in the bonfire, we fucked on a bed of nails

I caught Kuru from your sister and died laughing in jail

Smell those screaming teenage sweetbreads on the 4th of July grill