We all live in a small town
Just two miles from the highway
We have nice modular homes and modular thoughts
If you don’t know what to say

We live so close to a strip mall
Kids buy clothes there when they want to rebel
There's nothing you can’t buy or sell
In this suburb from hell

And you can work at a shitty job
Work until the day is done
Get up next time just the same
Try to hang on

We're such a great place for families
We have all kinds of weekend activities
The best one if you're down on your luck
Is to hit the parking lot and get yourself all fucked up

Take a beer from your backpack
Drink it till the last ones gone
Make the world your carousel
Try to hang on

Maybe that’s why the best minds my generation
Stayed drunk or high
Robbed of all ambition
They watched their hero’s die
And become plastic parts in a franchise
They don’t say why but they realize ohh ohh

So i go down to the parking lot
Feels like I’m carrying a ton
Gotta get outta this town
Try to hang on

Lyrics submitted by woahmarlena

Newtown CT song meanings
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