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Suburban dogs get afraid when it rains
Suburban dogs bark at slow moving trains
They'll run from your house and come back the same day
Suburban dogs are in love with their chains
Carry me back to sweet Jersey, back where I long to be
By the fumes of the yellow and green, next to my darling lady
Under the spell of a buzzing street light
I walked alone through the humid black night
The water was cold from the sprinkler down the road
So I walked on through, I was feeling alright
Suburban dogs get afraid when it rains
Suburban dogs bark at slow moving trains
They'll run from your house and come back the same day
Suburban dogs are in love with their chains
Carry me back to sweet Jersey, back where I long to be
By the fields of the yellow and green, next to my darling lady
Back home
Back home
Back home
Back home
Suburban dogs bark at slow moving trains
They'll run from your house and come back the same day
Suburban dogs are in love with their chains
Carry me back to sweet Jersey, back where I long to be
By the fumes of the yellow and green, next to my darling lady
Under the spell of a buzzing street light
I walked alone through the humid black night
The water was cold from the sprinkler down the road
So I walked on through, I was feeling alright
Suburban dogs get afraid when it rains
Suburban dogs bark at slow moving trains
They'll run from your house and come back the same day
Suburban dogs are in love with their chains
Carry me back to sweet Jersey, back where I long to be
By the fields of the yellow and green, next to my darling lady
Back home
Back home
Back home
Back home
Lyrics submitted by jdfreeze
Track duration: 04:38
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The remainder is about death:
Carry me back to sweet Jersey, back where I long to be
By the fumes of the yellow and green, next to my darling lady
Carrying = dead, the fumes of yellow and green are the grass growing above, the darling lady being buried next to his wife.
Suburban dogs are in love with their chains.
it's probably wrong, but i mean that's how i take it.
kids being afraid when it rains, meaning they all run into houses and either watch the rain or just keep away from it.
they bark at trains, meaning they play and yell about it (when i was a kid i yelled and screamed jokingly when firetrucks drove by).
running from the house and coming back the same day, meaning going out and having fun with friends, then late in the day you go back to your house.
in love with their chains, chains being home.
i don't know, that's just how i take it.
of course it could just be an observation by the writer of actual dogs doing these things.
regardless, in both explanations he's just reminiscing and longing to be back in new jersey.
fucking amazing