She never tries to stop me when I’m moving, out into the big wide world

She knows of every little thing I’m doing, she’s behind my every move

I’m going home to Suburbia

Yes, I’m going home to Suburbia

And there’s something about Suburbia that’s fine, fine, fine

And I know when I get home to her

I’m going home without a care

There’s something about Suburbia that’s fine

Walking in the bright lights of some big city, trying to make myself a name

There’s nothing for you now, sir, oh there’s a pity, perhaps you’d like to try again

I’m going home to Suburbia

Yes, I’m going home to Suburbia

And there’s something about Suburbia that’s fine, fine, fine

And I know when I get home to her

I’m going home without a care

There’s something about Suburbia that’s fine

Looking back now, turning my back now

Quick in the pace, get out of the big rat race

I’m going home to Suburbia (I’m going home, I’m going home)

Yes, I’m going home to Suburbia (I’m going home, I’m going home)

And there’s something about Suburbia that’s fine, fine, fine

And I know when I get home to her...