Watkin Tudor Jones
Max Normal
I'm Max Normal
Dingding-dingding
Dress code, strictly formal
Dingding-dingding
Whaa-aat!?
(x3)

I arise in the morning on time like sunshine
Wash my body, get dressed, one time
Eat some food, hit the traffic, you know the deal
Working man straight keepin it real
The robot says stop, as little kid steps up
With ultra sticky snot ask me for a buck
I give him 5 but then im like, Yo
Buy poob-nok-glue and the robot says Go
I flow the street like a little company car
Down the streets I throw on this body with a rocket
Whos hooting at me? you pissing me off, STOP IT
Damn, I wish I had a magic carpet..
(I can't get no...)

I'm Max Normal
Dingding-dingding
Dress code, strictly formal
Dingding-dingding
Whaa-aat!?
(x3)

Saturday night, I'm rolling around town
Looking for a hot spot where I can get down
There's a dance floor beggin me to do my thing
Got a bounce in my step and I'm ready to swing
Yo, I like manuevering to the music
I get so loose, that I almost lose it
The freak proper, I'm number 1 to get with, max
Hot sweat drippin like candle wax
Reflects sorta like simulated sex
Honey trip, off the pheramones I emit
Primal ritual, old as the hills
Got honey getting the chills
From my cheap thrills..

I'm Max Normal
Dingding-dingding
Dress code, strictly formal
Dingding-dingding
Whaa-aat!?
(x3)

Back on track the next morning with a cup a coffee
This emergency kick start is killing me softly
But gotta do what I gotta do to get through my day
Everything will be okay, as long as I stick to my yoga
And remember the words of Master Yoda
"I wanna be fizzy like soda,"
Cause feeling flat is incredibly whack
Lemme recharge my battery, and that'll be that
You know, I feel real fly
Max Normal, yea, your everyday kinda guy
That's all I'll be until the day that I die
It's like that yo, just tryna get by
Just like you, babay-baby
(I can't get no...)

I'm Max Normal
Dingding-dingding
Dress code, strictly formal
Dingding-dingding
Whaa-aat!?
(x3)