Suburbia
Adrenaline O.D. Lyrics
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Open mouthed
Blank faced
Low clouds
Long walk
Up from hell
But I came back
Back unbent
Is that I'm good
That much
Is understood
But all in the room
Is dark because
Life is no longer what it was
Lawrence of Suburbia
Real life is murder
Wake up from Utopia
On it again
All aboard the moneytrain
Everyday
As a rule
I'm distant
I'm cool
Not the same
As before
I've folded up suicide
In four
But this dirty sun
Shining down
Pierce the dark
And the sound
All you'll see
Is a tightlipped smile
On a scared little man
As the train runs wild...
Lawrence of....
The opening lines of the song "Suburbia" by Adrenaline O.D. set a mood of shock and disorientation, with the singer feeling wide-eyed and open-mouthed. The imagery of a blank-faced individual walking through low clouds, symbolizing a sense of heaviness or foreboding, suggests a journey through difficult circumstances. The lyrics express a theme of resilience and perseverance, as the singer mentions coming back from hell unbent, indicating strength and determination in the face of adversity. The reference to life no longer being what it was hints at a profound change or loss that has occurred, leaving a sense of darkness or uncertainty.
The chorus of the song introduces the character of Lawrence of Suburbia, who is portrayed as someone who is experiencing the harsh realities of life in a suburban setting. The line "Real life is murder" suggests a feeling of suffocation or oppression in an environment that may appear idyllic on the surface. The mention of waking up from Utopia and boarding the money train implies a disillusionment with the pursuit of material wealth and the emptiness it can bring. This section of the song conveys a sense of disillusionment and confinement within the constraints of societal expectations and pressures.
In the following verses, the singer reflects on their daily existence, describing themselves as distant and cool, indicating a sense of detachment or emotional numbness. The reference to folding up suicide in four suggests a metaphorical reckoning with self-destructive impulses, perhaps hinting at a struggle with mental health or inner turmoil. The mention of the dirty sun shining down and piercing the dark may symbolize moments of clarity or revelation breaking through the fog of despair. The tightlipped smile on a scared little man as the train runs wild evokes a sense of resignation or acceptance in the face of chaos or uncertainty.
The recurring reference to Lawrence of Suburbia throughout the song serves as a symbol of the struggles and disillusionment faced by individuals in a suburban existence. The character embodies a sense of alienation and dissatisfaction with the status quo, grappling with the pressures and expectations of modern life. The lyrics of "Suburbia" convey a complex emotional landscape, exploring themes of resilience, disillusionment, and inner turmoil in a world that often feels oppressive and confining. The song captures a sense of existential dread and the quest for meaning in a society that can feel suffocating and isolating.
Line by Line Meaning
Wide eyed
Fully alert and attentive
Open mouthed
Surprised and speechless
Blank faced
Expressionless
Low clouds
Depressing atmosphere
Long walk
Difficult journey
Up from hell
Emerging from a terrible situation
But I came back
But I returned
Back unbent
Unbroken
What it means
The interpretation
Is that I'm good
I am fine
That much
To that extent
Is understood
Is clear
But all in the room
However, everything inside
Is dark because
Is gloomy due to
Life is no longer what it was
Life has changed
Lawrence of Suburbia
Personification of suburban life
Real life is murder
Reality is harsh
Wake up from Utopia
Escape from a perfect world
On it again
Doing it repeatedly
All aboard the moneytrain
Everyone is focused on making money
Everyday
Regularly
As a rule
Typically
I'm distant
I keep my distance
I'm cool
I am calm
Not the same
Changed
As before
As it was earlier
I've folded up suicide
I have given up self-destruction
In four
Completely
But this dirty sun
Yet this unpleasant sunlight
Shining down
Radiating down
Pierce the dark
Penetrate the darkness
And the sound
As well as the noise
All you'll see
All that will be visible
Is a tightlipped smile
Only a restrained smile
On a scared little man
On a frightened individual
As the train runs wild...
While chaos ensues
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JACOB BINZER, LAUST SONNE, STIG PEDERSEN, JESPER BINZER, Jacob Arild Binzer
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Njecolina Hranjec
Houses are spread out too far
Too many trees and too many cars
Everyone works or everyone hides
Too many birds in suburban skies
Too many burnouts, too many jocks
Middle class scumbags, think they're smart
They go to school and comb their hair
And always have the right clothes to wear
Suburbia
Go hangout at the Livingston Mall
Nothing to buy, too many stores
Too many joggers on the streets
Gonna run 'em over in my beat up car
Go for a walk through the center of town
Or hop in the car and cruise around
Mow the lawn, take out the trash
Go in mom's pocketbook and take her cash
Suburbia
MrUnidyne
All four tracks on this EP were recorded in one 15 minute take. The budget was so tight, they couldn't afford a full hour of studio time.
LAbean Distort
the rawness is felt!!!! still a classic after so many years!
lmr641
considered to be one of the fastest hardcore drummers at the time.
Mike Holden
Go hangout at the Livingston Mall Nothing to buy, too many stores Too many joggers on the streets Gonna run 'em over in my beat up car Go for a walk through the center of town Or hop in the car and cruise around Mow the lawn, take out the trash Go in mom's pocketbook and take her cash
Njecolina Hranjec
Houses are spread out too far
Too many trees and too many cars
Everyone works or everyone hides
Too many birds in suburban skies
Too many burnouts, too many jocks
Middle class scumbags, think they're smart
They go to school and comb their hair
And always have the right clothes to wear
Suburbia
Go hangout at the Livingston Mall
Nothing to buy, too many stores
Too many joggers on the streets
Gonna run 'em over in my beat up car
Go for a walk through the center of town
Or hop in the car and cruise around
Mow the lawn, take out the trash
Go in mom's pocketbook and take her cash
Suburbia
oi6655321
isnt there more lyrics?
Carlos Ramirez
Yeah!!!!!
Abergaz
ajajajajajajajaja jebeno!
Onlythewindremembersmyname
Fenriz approved.
John McMillan
PRIMITIVE