Good Citizens Songtext
von Cash Savage and The Last Drinks

Everybody′s movin' to the suburbs
And they′re all askin' if you're comin′ too
And they′re all watchin' MasterChef
And swearin′ at the girls on the TV
And it's not their fault
If he doesn′t want to work
And it's not their fault
If she can′t get a job, she's bein' lazy
And everybody′s got a fucked-up way
Of bein′ good citizens
And all the churches say it isn't fair
′Cause nobody's listenin′ to them

And Saturday is gonna be a big night
And Monday morning is gonna be rough


And they don't know what all the fuss is about
Marriage isn′t even that good, anyway
Ain't it funny how they joke about their wives
As if they hate them?
And everybody sends their kids to school
Gotta get the little ratbags out the house
But don't go thinkin′
And don′t go gettin' any big ideas
And everybody thinks an arts degree
Is an economic inefficiency
And everybody thinks that boys don′t cry
But girls do

And Saturday is gonna be a big night
And Monday morning is gonna be rough

Get fucked if you think I'm gonna be one of them
Get fucked if you think I′m gonna be one of them

Everybody's movin′ to the suburbs
And they're all askin' if you′re comin′ too