SUBURBILLY      I didn't learn my lessons in the back of a truck   Never had the good fortune of having bad luck   I can't sing the blues. I've never felt them really   I'm not from the hills. I'm a suburbilly      I wasn't born on the bayou   Not even a small town in Ohio   I grew up in a town where no one rents   A chain link mind needs a chain link fence   I've never been the porch swing sort   I grew up near an airport      I heard folks everywhere are the same   So once I tried moving to Maine   It felt like home to me but I was alone   There's no use being a weed among the homegrown      So I moved to a city where I could feel   A pulse of life that smacked of the real   But all the gals and all the fellers I met   were former suburban dwellers   Might as well have all stayed put and met our neighbors      Well you can be inert or you can take a chance   But you can't change your history 'less you do it in advance   My hometown bruised me like a banana   And there's no un-bruising fruit even in Montana      I wasn't born in a hollow   Nor partly raised in Colorado   I never learned to play the jug   I don't chew leaf and I don't chew plug   The sound of a frog on a water lily   gets drowned by the sound of a Hee-Haw billy      Well you can move to Chicago and meet people just like you   There'll be a new Chicago in a year or two   In a couple of years we'll be packing our bags for Boise   But Jersey hasn't left this boy since he left Jersey