When I saw you driving by
I realized you never meant anything to me
Don't even know you from a hole, in the big wall behind my unkempt yard
You're just what they want you to be

You may think that the outdoor life is stupid as a day in London
On the Tube, beneath the streets
And you may think hunting is exciting
Oh, but you sell your soul for so cheap
And I buy your soft drinks
I buy your artificial flavors
And I buy your clothing
But you're a social suicide

Open up the book and close my eyes
And see you still the way you used to look
Before you changed
Sweet and simple, Shirley Temple, never ever hurting people
'Til the day you signed it all away


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Social Suicide song meanings
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