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The Suburbs belong to the 9 Year Olds

Words and music by Robert Willis
Lead vocals: Robert Willis
Backing vocals: Robert Willis
Guitars: Simon Warby
Bass: Robert Willis
Midi programming: Robert Willis

 
 

Moments, when I do not feel afraid
The ground's not dry, not one threatening eye
They won't be out today

Something feels right in the air tonight
I shall not sleep, the reaper will not reap
Though I never leave its sight

Memories, you never knew my name
Look inside to walk outside
Taste the touch and taste the pain

Lift me up, lift me high
If you're down I'll make you smile
And if you're good I'll make you cry
Because there's a million ways to die
I can see, I can hear
The little things I used to fear
That's what it means to me right here
Floating along in second gear
Euphoria

So many people for whom I never said goodbye
Forget your name and why you came
The moment doesn't lie

The suburbs belong to the 9 year olds