Suburban Doxology

Here we're screaming for redemption
For discretion
For direction to the show
Sing it loud and they will hear us
Then disappear us
Once we've served our purpose, so...
Will you tell me
What should I be?
I'm no suburban deity
'Cause I can't change the way I see the world
I stand up and fight for what I don't deserve
I know I can't justify my reasons
Just tell me the way I ought to feel
What's right and wrong and which of them is real
And I'll try to amplify my irony
Pass the test without an answer
Feed the cancer
Learn to dance and take a bow
Pray that they will never find out
Clean my mind out
No more fear and no doubt now
I can see it
I believe it
You can leave it up to me
'Cause I can't change the way I see the world
I stand up and fight for what I don't deserve
I know I can't justify my reasons
Just tell me the way I ought to feel
What's right and wrong and which of them is real
And I'll try to amplify my irony
Oh, gloria (oh, gloria) in excelsis meo (in excelsis meo)
Et in suburbia (et in suburbia), in suburbia (in suburbia)
Oh, gloria (oh, gloria) in excelsis meo (in excelsis meo)
Et in suburbia (et in suburbia), in suburbia (in suburbia)
I can't change the way I see the world
I stand up and fight for what I don't deserve
I know I can't justify my reasons
Just tell me the way I ought to feel
What's right and wrong and which of them is real
And I'll try to amplify my irony