By friedman
Typical family in a town, Chasing our with the top rolled down. to the supermarket, travel up and down the aisles, past cereal boxes for miles and miles and miles.
Stand in line at the register, looking the magazines, At julia roberts and all beauty queens, And ufo's in the usa and of bigfoot, madonna and elvis and jfk.
I we're not alone. it's the same old story. This place we call our home. it's a town. and we're a typical family.
Typical in a typical town, up our kids in hand-me-downs. Drive 'em to little league school, Dance class, lessons, teach them to swim in the neighbor's pool.
up the paper, bringin' in the mail, Sort through the bills and the half-price sales. All we ever fight about is and sex. Just hire a and take your honey to the cineplex.
I we're not alone. it's the same old story. This place we our home. it's a typical town. and we're a typical family.
Settle down for supper, kick off shoes. Tuna surprise and the news. Help them with their homework, spend some with your kids. Play some video games and send them to bed with a kiss.
and quiet at the end of the day. Turn on the tv and wash cares away. All the wars and floods and tragedies. thank God it didn't happen to you or me.
I we're not alone. it's the same old story. This place we our home. it's a typical town. and we're a typical family.