Well, i'm standing at the station
And i'm running low on patience
I'm looking at the ground
He can't see what i have found
As i'm looking down the track
The eye's burn through my back
Here he come with shiny shoes
And have you got your ticket crap
Well, i couldn't stand my father
He was always full of shit
Well, i couldn't stand my mother
She's a nagging sinful bitch
Well, i couldn't stand my sister
Although i can't resist her
They've all gone, i've had my fun
My mind went on a twister

I said, my family's in a suitcase
Family's gone on holiday
Family's in a suitcase
Their all gone but it's ok!