Текст песни
So this song's called The Bubble
I sit and talk to you in my driveway
You've come half an hour just to see me
Talk of the new year rolling around
What's new with your small town
Well, your uncles and aunts, they ponder and comment on your ripped jeans
Well, don't you know that's not what God intended
You gotta keep your mouth shut, you've been told enough
It's what you need to do
But oh, they'll swear you only get offended
Get out and run while you can
There's a train leaving at 6 p.m
No, I don't think you get it, stay out of this trouble
Do you even know what I mean
You're in the bubble
I tell you to never leave
Stop growing up
Cause you're the baby
Sure, it's your home, but you can't let nostalgia
Keep you from finding the world
Finding love
But you'll always come back to the small town class
Get married right after Sunday mass
To the boy you've known all your life
When deep down you know he's just some fool
Who drives a truck like 50 other kids from your high school
But shouldn't it feel right
Get out and run while you can
There's a train leaving at 6 p.m
No, I don't think you get it, stay out of this trouble
Do you even know what I mean
You're in the bubble
I'd hate to see you leave
But you've got some stuff to do
You've got some searching
And down your neck they'll breathe
Don't wish I could say I know the feeling
But you know the feeling
Get out and run while you can
There's a train leaving and it's almost 6 p.m
They say the grass is greener on the other side
Why don't you go on and see if they're right
They only try to keep you out of trouble
But you're not listening
You're in the bubble