Lyrics

I'm tired, I'm wired
It's a lovely day to be inpired
I've got a match but can't light a fire
My straits are a little bit diar

I'm normal, I'm crazy
Today my head is a little bit hazy
There's a beautiful girl her name is maybe
She turns me on when she calls me
Maybe

I'm not cut out for this life
I'm not cut out for this life

It's not a day it's not a week
It's not the words that I speak

I'm not cut out for this life
I'm not cut out for this life

I'm a worker I'm a dreamer
I wanna sail away on a Mark Twain steamer
I wan't an old Chevy not a brand new Beemer
I think I'll take milk not non-dairy
Creamer

I'm logic and emotion
I wanna take a swim in the deep blue ocean
I want to drink of a magic potion
That will leave me with some sense of a
Notion

I'm not cut out for this life
I'm not cut out for this life

It's not a day it's not a week
It's not the words that I speak

I'm not cut out for this life
I'm not cut out for this life