Buddha of Suburbia

<br>Living in lies by the railway line<br><br>Pushing the hair from my eyes<br><br>Elvis is english and climbs the hills<br><br>Cant tell the bullshit from the lies<br><br>Screaming along in south london<br><br>Vicious but ready to learn<br><br>Sometimes I fear that the whole world is queer<br><br>Sometimes but always in vain<br><br><br><br>So Ill wait until were sane<br><br>Wait until were blessed and all the same<br><br>Full of blood, loving life and all its got to give<br><br>Englishmen going insane<br><br>Down on my knees in suburbia<br><br>Down on myself in every way<br><br><br><br>With great expectations I change all my clothes<br><br>Mustnt crumble at silver and gold<br><br>Screaming above central london<br><br>Never born, so Ill never get old<br><br><br><br>So Ill wait until were sane<br><br>Wait until were blessed and all the same<br><br>Full of blood, loving life and all its got to give<br><br>Englishmen going insane<br><br>Down on my knees in suburbia<br><br>Down on myself in every way<br><br><br><br>Day after<br><br>Day after<br><br>Day<br><br>Day after<br><br>Zane, zane, zane<br><br>Ouvre le chien<br><br>Day after<br><br>Day<br><br>Day after<br><br>Zane, zane, zane<br><br>Ouvre le chien<br><br>Day after