Written By Fran Lucci and KA Parker
Guitars and Production by Hank Linderman
Lyrics
Mother takes her bedtime pill Father pours a beer
I wander through these hallways wondering what I'm doing here
They say the world beyond these streets is filled with tragedy
But there's plenty of it living in this Planned Community
Living in a Planned Community
Planned Community
The cars are clean the lawns are cut
The grass is always green
I hear no evil speak no evil
No matter what I've seen
I sit behind the picket fence planning endlessly
For the day I'll break outside these gates of this
Planned Community
Chorus
Behind the pleated picture window things are out of hand
Beneath the midnight canopy some things are never planned
I hear the creaking of the floor I wake up in fear
I see the shadow on the door I scream but no one hears me
Church bells ring the choir sings
One voice is out of key
Isn't anybody out there in this damned community
Chorus
Someday I'll open my window break outside and get myself free
From living in this Planned
Planned Community