by Dean Friedman
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Typical family in a typical town,
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Chasing our dreams with the top rolled down.
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Drive to the supermarket, travel up and down the aisles, past cereal boxes for miles and miles and miles.
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Stand in line at the register, looking through the magazines,
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At Julia Roberts and all them beauty queens,
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And UFO's in the USA and sightings of Bigfoot, Madonna and Elvis and JFK.
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I know we're not alone. It's the same old story.
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This place we call our home. It's a typical town. And we're a typical family.
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Typical family in a typical town,
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Dress up our kids in hand-me-downs.
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Drive 'em to little league after school,
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Dance class, piano lessons, teach them to swim in the neighbor's pool.
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Pick up the paper, bringin' in the mail,
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Sort through the bills and the half-price discount sales.
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All we ever fight about is money and sex.
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Just hire a babysitter and take your honey to the cineplex.
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I know we're not alone. It's the same old story.
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This place we call our home. It's a typical town. And we're a typical family.
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Settle down for supper, kick off your shoes.
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Tuna surprise and the evening news.
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Help them with their homework, spend some time with your kids.
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Play some video games and send them to bed with a goodnight kiss.
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Peace and quiet at the end of the day.
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Turn on the TV and wash your cares away.
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All the wars and floods and assorted tragedies.
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Just thank god it didn't happen to you or me.
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I know we're not alone. It's the same old story.
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This place we call our home. It's a typical town. And we're a typical family.
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Typical Town
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Dean Friedman |