O'Reilly on my stereo
And he's talkin bout Klebold
I like when idiots keep on talking
Manson on the radio
And he's singin bout genocide
I got bathroom cleaner in my eyes
Girls do cocaine
Boys fight their fights
I like when I get suspended
Dance in the rain
Night after night
Tell me suburbia's alright
Picket fence dreams
Echo on TV
The generic material hysteria
The schools are out it seems
It's summer time
And all the kids get high on suicide
Your broken home
Is covered by
The fresh white paint I can't afford
The ringing phone
The only sound
I seem to hear from behind my door
Your life's a lie
Good thing you'll die
The reaper's on the other end of the line
