Night-shift, then five a.m. shadow.
They’re turning off the fibre-optics of last night and its electric citrus groves.
Timesheets turn to banknotes and I feel like a butane refugee.
I know my TV’s been talking of things I never see:
The patriarchal boredom of Westerns or Polygamists in latterday Rangoon.
Let’s imagine the background music to this.
The thought of you keeps me up all night and in all day
And why do the suburbs always seem wider than they need to be?
I’m not against the working day, or against everything
But right now that’s the way I’m driving.

Lyrics submitted by Harfynn80

Blue Suburbia - Prologue song meanings
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