makin' new friends at our makeshift make out point,
makin' new music on the sheetmetal guardrails till the slam's made out our spot

but don't you know, they used to shoot fireworks from here,
yeah the kid's all lined up like some Boston Harbor pier,
but oh they ain't done that in years,
yeah they gotta keep their ears and their clean cut lawns clear

so my friends we make our own Fourth of July these days,
play some old time rock and roll tryin'a fake the pain away

but don't you know, they used to shoot fireworks from here,
yeah the kid's all lined up like some Boston Harbor pier,
but oh they ain't done that in years,
yeah they gotta keep their ears and their clean cut lawns clear

maybe it's true we all want somethin' to rebel against,
that doesn't change the fact that it feels like life or death,
and if you feel enough,
well, that makes it real,
or at least that's how I feel
that's how I feel, that's how I feel

yeah someday we'll get outta here,
and I'll finally start a band,
and we'll tell all our fans that that lil' diddy 'bout Jack and Diane?
you know the one, way out in that heartland,
oh that happens everywhere man,
that happens everywhere

but don't you know, they used to shoot fireworks from here,
yeah the kid's all lined up like some Boston Harbor pier,
but oh they ain't done that in years,

everybody loves a hate the suburbs story,
'cause all the kids believe in a world out there
filled with glory