Lyrics:
Suburban sprawl
lines of cars like ants
going nowhere
Fumes of fresh pavement
and emissions in the air
Nearest river's the Potomac
and it's mostly full of
dead bodies
Nearest park is for the
homeless and the dealers
and their shawties
I wanna' get out
and back to Blacksburg
I wanna' get out,
out of here
I wanna' get out
and back to Blacksburg
I wanna' get out,
out of here
I know not a sweeter
land than Blacksburg
The friendliest, best
town around
Hiking in the mountains,
pubs downtown,
wading in the river,
you just can't frown
Blacksburg, it's my little
pleasantville,
perfection it has abound
Blacksburg, it's my little
pleasantville,
perfection it has abound and
I wanna get out
and back to Blacksburg
I wanna' get out,
out of here
I wanna' get out,
and back to Blacksburg
I wanna' get out
out of here
nice
Drakon547 2 years ago