Styloroc (Nites Of Suburbia)

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After many weeks in the wilderness we came upon a strange, exotic life.

A land of happy hours where the skies are grey and the food exceptionally greasy.

We drank strange brown liquids, and our stomachs swelled up like balloons.

A thousand fake orgasms every night behind thick draylon curtains.

They go on and on and on and on.

Oh! We sank back into long PVC sofas.

Outside dogs roamed the streets and the roof-tops, plus it would rain

But now we've grown so fat we can no longer pass through the door.

Stay we must, sprouting black hair beneath bry-nylon underwear.

Yes, you will stay; these nights of suburbia go on and on and on and on and on and on and

on.

They go on and on and on and on and on and on and on.

Yeah, oh, I'm feeling greasy.

Oh, I can't hear you. Oh, you're fading away. Oh no. Oh...

Theme from rachel's sitcom [this song's background] Rachel's on the phone Talking to her mom...

Oh I'm back in the full effect / I can't...

Just behind the station, before you reach the traffic island,...

I thought that you were joking, When you said "i...

Oh I know I don't own you / but I...

There's a picture by his first wife on the wall...

I fell asleep on your sofa and had a dream...

Oh, there's a place for you You'd better stay in...

You look just like Sylvia: Well you look like her...

Starts so slowly, just a place to stay Somewhere warm...

Sitting alone on / a cold bar stool, / your...