Billy Joel The Great Suburban Showdown Lyrics

The Great Suburban Showdown Lyrics

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





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