Dying for Meg Ryan - Suburban Fairytale Lyrics

Today's the day of Stacey's birthday
She lives in a cul-de-sac- with
All the rich kids who socialise
With pool parties and the barbeques- with

Emasculated dads wearin' novelty aprons
Flippin' burnt burgers for their golfin' friends
Repressed middle aged blonde mothers
Gossiping about the street's black sheep

A two story home
With two cars parked
It's like a suburban fairy-tale
Their parents comfort them
They're not beaten by dad
It's like a suburban fairy-tale

A clean teal pool
With a white picket fence
It's like a suburban fairy-tale
I'll read it to my kids
Fabled upper middle class
And hope that they can break the spell

Stacey opens her 500 presents
She's disappointed that she didn't get that
New series action figure
With the new double sword attack

I'm seeing this cos I look through their window
Usually to watch her mother undress
But today I'm here to witness love
From some wallets deeper than my parents

A two story home
With two cars parked
It's like a suburban fairy-tale
Their parents comfort them
They're not beaten by dad
It's like a suburban fairy-tale

A clean teal pool
With a white picket fence
It's like a suburban fairy-tale
I'll read it to my kids
Fabled upper middle class

A two story home
With two cars parked
It's like a suburban fairy-tale
Their parents comfort them
They're not beaten by dad
It's like a suburban fairy-tale

A clean teal pool
With a white picket fence
It's like a suburban fairy-tale
I'll read it to my kids
Fabled upper middle class
And hope that they can break the spell
I'll hope that they can break the spell