Suburbia
Adrenaline O.D. Lyrics


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Wide eyed
Open mouthed
Blank faced
Low clouds
Long walk
Up from hell
But I came back
Back unbent
What it means
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....

Overall Meaning

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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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

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



All comments from YouTube:

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

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Onlythewindremembersmyname

Fenriz approved.

John McMillan

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