I was born in the suburbs,
where a cop killed my best friend.
There were so many others,
but we tried to forget about them.
We used to hide out in the sewer
Or on the gravel top basket roof
They would have never lost the truth
When I first heard of his castello
It was in your older brother's room
That's when the class just pulled it off
They just cut right through
When there was something to hold on to
Well, maybe that new old shoe
Blasted along the black spots
On every suburb and avenue
Driving all night through the streets
Twisting the di al on the radio
You're sold on the biggest screen
You're catched in comfort creatures
From custom domestic sleaze
We were the articulate drunks
And the inarticulate saints
Under the shadow of a boat
Only the pure went and fainted
And when the blood had warmed enough
We were born to drown away
Inside of that city where I'm from
