I'm in the ring, trying to sing
Bout a town that spit me out
I guess that I, should've seen it coming
Should've taken a different route
The things you own, the new car loan
Are the only things that matter here
You're so bizarre, playing your guitar
We'll I guess they'll just call you a queer
So come with us, let's pack up and get outta this town, come on now
The suburban dream is way too clean for me, yes it is now
Hey yoga pants, do you wanna dance
With a nerdy-ass kid like me
No college football plans, probably gonna go and start
A band with my friends for free
But I know you, little jersey chaser
With your eye on that other guy
So we packed up the van, me and my clan
Gonna hit the road for a little ride
So come with us, let's pack up and get outta this town, come on now
The suburban dream is way too clean for me, yes it is now
Another sold-out show, I think I know
The old lady across the room
It's me she said, she told me we were friends
But she looked like a witch with a broom
She said hey lets get outta here
I'll turn that frown upside down
Said I'm sorry honey, gotta make some money
Tomorrow in the next town
So come with us, let's pack up and get outta this town, come on now
The suburban dream is way too clean for me, yes it is now