The BUGgah of Suburbia
AKA The Buddha of Suburbia


Living in holes by the forest line
Pushing the dirt from my eyes
MC's are English and dig the hills
Can't tell the boredom from the lies
Screaming along in your underwear
Vicious but ready to bore
Sometimes I fear that the whole world is paved
Sometimes but always in stores

CHORUS
So I'll wait until we ate
Wait until we're full and all the same
Full of blood, eating life and all it's got to give
Mole Crickets going insane
Down on all 6 in suburbia
Boring myself in every way

With great expections I get in your pants
Musn't grumble at skidmarks and dew
Screaming below your back garden
Always bored and ready to spew

CHORUS
Nite after
Nite after
Nite
Nite after
Dig, dig, dig
Fermer La Chat
Nite after
Nite
Nite after
Dig, dig, dig
Fermer La Chat


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