Lyrics
Stop wasting your words, convincing yourself no one hurts
Time killed the rebel that could not change with time
And fashion placed a flower at the image in our mind
Of the switchblade saint surrounded, carving out his prose
And mumbling what he knows
Siddhartha’s of Suburbia!
CHORUS:
Stop wasting your words, convincing yourself no one hurts
And dance away your death and don’t be alarmed there’s nothing left
The archetype of rock-n-roll is dying in his bed
While the debutants deny it and set their clocks ahead
Cause every night is New Year’s and every day is dull
Long live rock-n-roll
Siddhartha’s of Suburbia!
CHORUS
It’s all alright, it’s all alright
Just hold on tight
They use to say the world was flat
If you went too far you’d fall
Just beyond the cul-de-sac, the houses, and the mall
It’s beautiful
The future is a stereo that eats your favorite tapes
The soundtrack to your youth that cannot be replaced
So hold on to every song before they disappear
Your future’s almost here
Siddhartha’s of Suburbia!
CHORUS
It’s all alright, it’s all alright
Just hold on tight
Just hold on tight