Suburbia lad

Sun magic that's what you are

Fun smooth like the style of the show there

Speeding to your love

Let the sound grow above

Us in the clubhouse for stroll to that sound

Saturday

Saturday

In the style we hear

Through the night allday allnight, I think of the rush onto the bright lights

Looking good in threads and red

Suburbia lad feeling quite right

Seen on you

In a hype in the city for two

Two of a kind in a kinda magic rewind

Live for the funk we're on a road

to bit little man luck

Feeling the rush has passed through our lush

Zenadones

Zenadones

Zeee nnnn A dddone ssssss

Higher than a bird in the sky

No more daily chase

Right paid great a laid rate hate

No more

No more

Live for the weekend

Zigging Zagging through the city streets

on to a taxi and soon we meet

Going to the techno clubhouse to get a little funki

Getting a little funki

Gawd is funki

Gawd is funki

Kdawg is funki

We are all funki now

As a love junkie

Nothing out of place in my hardcore embrace

Suburbia lad you are my kinda magic journey in the place

A raver on the chase to the little pink race of you

Dangerous so

Dangerous so

Love or money make the World go round

Go

Go

Go

Tremors of might are low

Low

Low

I need my hardcore every day,

as I light the way to see you stay

Smile beam

bounce,

Bounce bounce

To the sound

The Suburbia lad way.