I am just a suburbanite,
always hoping for some light
in this dark and cheerless, bleak room.
How to banish this lasting gloom?
Foggy streets and continuous rain.
I’m in my commuter train.
I’m an unknown man in the throng.
How to stand and getting along?
Awful poster publicity,
global, high community,
shows an eagle boosting a
swill.
What a sly and fabulous skill!
Whatever you boost, whatever you show,
I want to leave this place and want to go
with you, where you come from.
Please, make me a welcome.
Wherever you fly, wherever you sail,
I want to follow you to turn
tail.
Please, bring me up!
Please, bring me to your majestic heights.
Please, bring me up!
Please, bring me to these magnificent sites,
where you come from.
Please, make me a welcome.
I am just
a suburbanite,
always thinking if it’s right
to escape this flat and this
town
where I am unhappy and down.
I am just
a suburbanite,
always dreaming day and night
of another part in this land,
peaceful, quiet, silent and
grand.
Whatever ...
I am just
a suburbanite,
always wishing to unite
with this eagle boosting a dream.
Would it be perhaps a first gleam?
Whatever ...