A so-called cultured suburban malenSick & tired of his home and chasing tailnSay to himself I need a plan to be a mannI've got to start a band, buy a van & travel the landnLife is a vice, who wants a wife?nBecause that's what they say should be normalnStay in one place, it's too small of a spacenYou'll go crazy, when you do don't say I didn't warm younFamiliar faces in different placesnwe've got family with no relationsnThis is our life don't call it a trendnThe best criticisms comes from our closest friendsnI feel at home when I'm out on the roadnWith my ugly green suitcase filled with smelly clothesnCounting the days till' the next tour's awaynIs that what you'd call normal?nThe lights, the stage, the love & the hatenIt'll pass you by don't say I didn't warn you