"The Suburbs" lyrics

Strip malls galore
Ain't it all just such a bore
I swear I've been before
Maybe that one time on tour
When we were all drunk at a Waffle House
And the waiter had to kick us out
So we walked til the soles of our shoes wore thin
And passed out in the hallway of your apartment

In the suburbs living the same day over and over
Finding trouble, living the same way 'til we get older
In the suburbs living the same day over and over
Finding trouble, living the same way 'til we get older

And we keep getting older
We keep getting older
We keep getting older

Parking lots aplenty
Remember your old beat up Chevy
Burning rubber by a JC Penny
Before things got hot and heavy
We were hooking up in the passenger seat
No idea what we're doing, windows fogged something mean
'Til I bumped the handle and we spilled out of the door
Right onto the pavement of the vacant store

In the suburbs living the same day over and over
Finding trouble, living the same way 'til we get older
In the suburbs living the same day over and over
Finding trouble, living the same way 'til we get older

And we keep getting older
We keep getting older
We keep getting older
It's the same day over and over and over...

We keep getting older
We keep getting older
We keep getting older