Where the suburbs met utopia
Lost in the high street, where the dogs runRoaming suburban boysMother's got her hairdo to be doneShe says they're too old for toys
Stood by the bus stop with a felt penIn this suburban hellAnd in the distance a police carTo break the suburban spell
Break the window by the town hallListen, a siren screamsThere in the distance like a roll callOf all the suburban dreams
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
It's on the front page of the papersThis is their hour of needWhere's a policeman when you need oneTo blame the colour TV?
Let's take a rideAnd run with the dogs tonightIn suburbiaYou can't hide
Run with the dogs tonightIn suburbia
SuburbiaWhere the suburbs met utopiaWhat kind of dream was thisSo easy to destroy?And who are we to blameFor the sins of the past?These slums of the future?
