Plastic Surreal Suburbia

Been landscaping crew cuts Mowing down yards constant Gravel in its place, hedges and drapes All for you to live accordingly In the right scheme Where wildness is tamed down Where citizenship, not so profound So we can go on our way Planting seeds for the future Seeding children with identity Posing God on marble balconies Any upset to the balance Police find the scent Guard dogs and lawn gnomes Our plastic surreal american lives