歌曲 | The Great Suburban Showdown |
歌手 | Billy Joel |
专辑 | Streetlife Serenade |
作词 : Joel | |
Flyin' east on a plane | |
Drinkin' all that free champagne | |
I guess I saw this comin' down the line | |
And I know it should be fun | |
But I think I should've packed my gun | |
Got that old suburban showdown in my mind | |
Sit around with the folks | |
Tell the same old tired jokes | |
Bored to death on Sunday afternoon | |
Mom and Dad, me and you | |
And the outdoor barbecue | |
Think I'm gonna hide out in my room | |
I've been gone for a while | |
Made some changes in my style | |
And they say you can't go home anymore | |
Well the streets all look the same | |
And I'll have to play the game | |
We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs | |
With the TV on and the neighbors there | |
Out in the yard | |
Where my Daddy worked so hard | |
He never lets the crab grass grow too high | |
Oh, the place hasn't changed | |
And that's why I'm gonna feel so strange | |
But I'll have to face the music bye and bye | |
I've been gone for a while | |
Made some changes in my style | |
And they say you can't go home anymore | |
Well the streets all look the same | |
And I'll have to play the game | |
We'll all sit around in the kitchen chairs | |
With the TV on and the neighbors there | |
Drive into town | |
When this big bird touches down | |
I'm only comin' home to say goodbye | |
Then I'm gone with the wind | |
And I won't be seen again | |
Till that great suburban showdown in the sky | |
Till that great suburban showdown in the sky |
zuò cí : Joel | |
Flyin' east on a plane | |
Drinkin' all that free champagne | |
I guess I saw this comin' down the line | |
And I know it should be fun | |
But I think I should' ve packed my gun | |
Got that old suburban showdown in my mind | |
Sit around with the folks | |
Tell the same old tired jokes | |
Bored to death on Sunday afternoon | |
Mom and Dad, me and you | |
And the outdoor barbecue | |
Think I' m gonna hide out in my room | |
I' ve been gone for a while | |
Made some changes in my style | |
And they say you can' t go home anymore | |
Well the streets all look the same | |
And I' ll have to play the game | |
We' ll all sit around in the kitchen chairs | |
With the TV on and the neighbors there | |
Out in the yard | |
Where my Daddy worked so hard | |
He never lets the crab grass grow too high | |
Oh, the place hasn' t changed | |
And that' s why I' m gonna feel so strange | |
But I' ll have to face the music bye and bye | |
I' ve been gone for a while | |
Made some changes in my style | |
And they say you can' t go home anymore | |
Well the streets all look the same | |
And I' ll have to play the game | |
We' ll all sit around in the kitchen chairs | |
With the TV on and the neighbors there | |
Drive into town | |
When this big bird touches down | |
I' m only comin' home to say goodbye | |
Then I' m gone with the wind | |
And I won' t be seen again | |
Till that great suburban showdown in the sky | |
Till that great suburban showdown in the sky |