Текст песни BILLY JOEL - The Great Suburban Showdown, слова песни BILLY JOEL

Текст песни BILLY JOEL - The Great Suburban Showdown

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Текст песни BILLY JOEL - The Great Suburban Showdown

Flyin' east on a planeDrinkin' all that free champagneI guess I saw this comin' down the lineAnd I know it should be funBut I think I should've packed my gunGot that old suburban showdown in my mind( )Sit around with the folksTell the same old tired jokesBored to death on Sunday afternoonMom and Dad, me and youAnd the outdoor barbecueThink I'm gonna hide out in my roomI've been gone for a whileMade some changes in my styleAnd they say you can't go home anymoreWell the streets all look the sameAnd I'll have to play the gameWe'll all sit around in the kitchen chairsWith the TV on and the neighbors thereOut in the yardWhere my Daddy worked so hardHe never lets the crab grass grow too highOh, the place hasn't changedAnd that's why I'm gonna feel so strangeBut I'll have to face the music bye and byeI've been gone for a whileMade some changes in my styleAnd they say you can't go home anymoreWell the streets all look the same

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The Great Suburban Showdown

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