Текст: Jim White. Transnormal Skiperoo. Turquoise House.

I'll never fit in, so why should I try?
How'm I ever gonna pass for a normal guy?
I can't wear no suit and tie.
Gotta let my freak flag fly.
If I walk the straight and narrow
one more day, I think I'll die.

Because I wanna live in a turquoise house
with turquoise garden and a turquoise yard.
Drive around town in a turquoise car.
Find a turquoise girl with a turquoise heart.

Now faith is a riddle and love is a dream.
Things are seldom what they seem.
If you say your prayers at night,
and comb your hair just right,
you might not feel like you're in hell,
but then again you might.

Because I wanna live in a turquoise house
with turquoise garden and a turquoise yard.
Drive around town in a turquoise car.
Find a turquoise girl with a turquoise heart.

I want turquoise carpets and turquoise shoes,
turquoise papers with all the turquoise news.
Turquoise only---not teal or aquamarine.
I've seen my future and it's a
shade of blueish green.

Now I can't turn back, there ain't no way.
(he's going turquoise today)
When word gets out there'll be hell to pay.
(He's going turquoise today)

This life's not for the faint,
but you can't be what you ain't.
I know I'll never truly be myself
till I get me that turquoise paint..


Because I wanna live in a turquoise house
With turquoise garden and a turquoise yard.
Drive around town in a turquoise car.
Find a turquoise girl with a turquoise heart,
a turquoise girl with a turquoise heart,
a turquoise girl in a turqouise dress
and a skirt and a shirt that's
covering up her pretty little turquoise heart.