A so-called "cultured suburban male"
Sick & tired of his home and chasing tail
Say to himself "I need a plan to be a man"
"I've got to start a band, buy a van & travel the land"
Life is a vice, who wants a wife?
Because that's what they say should be normal
Stay in one place, it's too small of a space
You'll go crazy, when you do don't say I didn't warm you
Familiar faces in different places
we've got family with no relations
This is our life don't call it a trend
The best criticisms comes from our closest friends
I feel at home when I'm out on the road
With my ugly green suitcase filled with smelly clothes
Counting the days till' the next tour's away
Is that what you'd call normal?
The lights, the stage, the love & the hate
It'll pass you by don't say I didn't warn you
Sick & tired of his home and chasing tail
Say to himself "I need a plan to be a man"
"I've got to start a band, buy a van & travel the land"
Life is a vice, who wants a wife?
Because that's what they say should be normal
Stay in one place, it's too small of a space
You'll go crazy, when you do don't say I didn't warm you
Familiar faces in different places
we've got family with no relations
This is our life don't call it a trend
The best criticisms comes from our closest friends
I feel at home when I'm out on the road
With my ugly green suitcase filled with smelly clothes
Counting the days till' the next tour's away
Is that what you'd call normal?
The lights, the stage, the love & the hate
It'll pass you by don't say I didn't warn you
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