Lost in the high street, where the dogs run roaming suburban boys
Mother's got her hairdo to be done She says they're too old for toys
Stood by the bus stop with a felt pen in this suburban hell
and in the distance a police car to break the suburban spell
* Let's take a ride and run with the dogs tonight in suburbia
You can't hide Run with the dogs tonight in suburbia
Break the window by the town hall Listen! A siren screams
there in the distance like a roll call of all the suburban dreams
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
I only wanted something else to do but hang around
It's on the front page of the papers This is their hour of need
Where's a policeman when you need one to blame the colour TV?
