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so sorry the end was cut off there's a 500 word maximum!! can you name all the lyrics for Suburbia Overture / Greetings from Mary Bell Township! / (Vampire) Culture / Love, Me Normally
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Answer
Good
morning!
White
picket
fences
Barbed-wire
and
trenches
Trick-or-treat
Merry
Christmas
Howdy
neighbor
thank-you
Jesus!
Oh,
what
is
he
building
in
that
painted
lady?
A
participation
trophy
wife
or
blonde,
blue
eyed
baby?
Wide-eyed
and
wired
the
snap-crackle-pop
of
the
geiger
Camoflauge
billboards
for
lead-lined
Brooks
brothers
You
elbow
the
jukebox
and
sing
duck
and
cover
And
breed
out
our
incisors
Feed
on
white
wine
and
Pfizer
It
don't
look
like
survival,
b-but
buy
now
or
die!
Suburbia!
Where
you
belong!
The
lights
are
Answer
on
But
no-one's
home
(So
welcome
home)
Meyer's-Briggs
OK-ULTRA
Takes
a
village
to
fake
a
whole
culture
Your
ear
to
the
playground
your
eye
on
the
ball
your
head
in
the
gutter
your
brain
on
the
wall
oh
well
home
is
where
the
heart
is
You
ain't
homeless,
but
you're
heartless
It's
the
safest
on
the
market
But
you
still
gotta
watch
where
you
park
it
So
give
me
your
half-life-crisis
I
can
tell
you
know
where
paradise
is
Where
parasites
don't
care
what
Answer
your
blood
type
is
Only
pheremones
and
serotonin
If
it's
true
that
a
snowflake
only
matters
in
a
blizzard
Everyone
knows
that,
nobody
knows
that
Everybody's
all
up
in
my,
Everybody's
all
up
in
my
Everybody's
all
up
in
my
business!
Suburbia!
Where
you
belong!
The
lights
are
on
but
no
one's
home
(So
welcome
home)
Ch-ch-chameleon
peacocks
are
talk
of
the
town
Well
word
gets
around
on
Hit
Number
Stations
He
comes
radiation
The
dog
bites
the
postman
while
basement
eyes
dream
Answer
Of
a
night
at
the
drive-in
with
an
AR-15
I
dropped
my
eyeballs
in
the
bonfire
we
fucked
on
a
bed
of
nails
I
caught
Kuru
from
your
sister
and
died
laughing
in
jail
Smell
those
screaming
teenage
sweetbreads
on
the
fourth-of-july
grill
smile
and
wave
boys,
kiss
the
cook,
Live,
laugh,
and
love,
please
pass
the
pills
It's
only
culture
It's
only
culture
It's
only
culture
Sulfur,
smoke,
and
soot
You
learn
to
torture
house
cats
like
vultures
You
cocked
and
sucked
Answer
your
lack
of
empathy
pulled
the
trigger
with
your
foot
to
prove
you've
got
Blood
didn't
they
want
your
blood?
So
why
apologize
when
you
turn
blue
and
cold?
Blood,
didn't
they
want
your
blood?
So
don't
apologize
for
being
blue
and
cold
Were
you
a
Nabokov
to
a
Salinger?
Were
you
a
Jung
to
Freud
or
Dass
to
a
Leary?
Were
you
a
mother,
daughter,
subject,
and
author?
You
don't
make
the
rules,
you
just
write
them
down
and
do
it
by
Answer
the
book
you
throw
around
Do
you
know
the
difference
between
blazing
trails
and
slash-and-burn
going
against
the
grain
and
catching
splinters
You
pull
out
your
Rorschach
like
a
paint-by-numbers
treasure
map
The
ink
upon
your
jigsaw
piece
traces
you
back
to
your
fingerprints
Well
Lot
he
had
his
lot
in
life
Job
his
job
and
I
guess
you'll
too,
and
die
Giveth
and
taketh
away
till
things
come
out
a
certain
way
leave
you
wondering
when
they
might
go
back
to
normal
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