Heretics of Suburbia

[Tony Baloni]

What do you say, to the

heretics of suburbia

Who call to your soul, but you

shun them in fear of a bourgeoisie curbstomp

What do you say? Wait by window tonight and we’ll slip away

Why are we still here? With our

fear of decay and decay in our fear

How could this be so hard? Start a

band, hatch a plan, and

escape through the backyard

I’ll die if I leave, but I’ll only grieve if I stay, where

Boredom depletes you, and

Laughter defeats you, and

Love is just something you say

Leptons and gluons in celibate hard-ons, who

say that it’s hard to pay due, but they do what they can, to

afford their McMansions and one-story ranches in

neighborhood flavored with neighbors who savor the bland

What can you say? Meet me tonight down the street and we’ll run away

What would you say, if I said babe the cars runnin, let’s leave today

cause we may

die if we leave, but we’ll only grieve if we stay, where

Boredom depletes you, and

Laughter defeats you, and

Love is just something you say

What would you say, if I said

Pack your bags darling, we’re leavin today

from where

Boredom depletes you, and

Laughter defeats you, and

Love is just something you say

What do you say

to the heretics of suburbia, who

call to your soul