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
