Dapper young man
You dress to impress
But you haven't any plan
You never have, no you never have
Growing older and older
Waiting on a clever lie
To learn the new world order
You'll be fine, yeah you'll be fine
Oh suburbia, you're gonna make a mess out of me
And oh suburbia, i think you already have
Growing up but not taller
Growing old, but not wiser
Now you're running out of time
Better take aim at something
Steady your rifle in your arms
Take aim at all your dreams
Shoot them all down
One by one, one by one
Oh suburbia, you're gonna make a mess out of me
