Normal American Kids
Wilco Lyrics


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Remind myself, myself long ago
'Fore drive, 'fore I could vote
All the time holding a grudge
'Fore I knew people could die just because
Shaft in a sling, head for the bus
I knew what I liked was not very much
High at the time, tied to the grid
Always afraid of those normal American kids

Oh, all of my spirit leaked like a cut
I knew what I needed would never be enough
I was too high to change my bid
Always afraid to be a normal american kid

Always hating normal normal american empty summer days
Lightning crazed and cracked like an egg
High behind the garden shed
Painting myself as a normal American kid
I always hated it

High as high as high can loom
Under the sheets in my bedroom
I was high as high can get
Always afraid of those normal American kids

Oh, bongs and jams, and carpeted vans
Hate everything I don't understand
Hard times tightening the lid
I had to get away from those normal American kids




Always hated those normal American kids
Always hated those normal American kids

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Wilco's song "Normal American Kids" explores the struggles of trying to fit in while also wanting to be different. The singer reflects on their past and remembers feeling like an outsider "before drive," meaning before they were legally able to operate a vehicle, and "before I could vote." The singer notes how they held grudges before they understood that death could come easily, which suggests ignorance toward the fragility of life. The imagery in the line "Shaft in a sling, head for the bus" conveys a sense of vulnerability and maybe even danger.


The singer then confesses that they knew what they liked but that it wasn't "very much," which reveals a lack of confidence in their interests. The line "high at the time, tied to the grid" suggests that the singer may have been experimenting with substances and felt trapped or stuck in their situation. Throughout the chorus, the singer emphasizes their fear of "normal American kids" and how they never wanted to be one of them. The interesting thing about this fear is that it's not entirely clear what the singer means by "normal." Are these kids who fit into society's expectations or are they simply kids who are not like the singer?


The second verse begins with the singer feeling like they're leaking spirit "like a cut," which is a powerful image of pain and loss. They acknowledge that they knew what they needed, but it was never enough, which suggests that they were trying to find meaning or happiness in something that couldn't provide it. The line "I was too high to change my bid" could mean that the singer was too caught up in their own world to make changes in their life. The line "always afraid to be a normal American kid" suggests that the singer was afraid of losing their individuality and becoming like everyone else. The stanza ends with a repeated line from the chorus emphasizing their fear of normalcy.


Overall, "Normal American Kids" is a song about feeling like an outsider, wanting to fit in, but also wanting to maintain one's individuality. The singer struggles with drugs, fear, and a lack of confidence in their own tastes and preferences. They fear becoming "normal" but also seem to fear what that means or who those people are. This song is a reflection of the teenage experience, where everyone wants to be different but also wants to belong. It's a relatable sentiment that speaks to the universal desire for acceptance while also being true to oneself.


Line by Line Meaning

Remind myself, myself long ago
Reflecting on my past self and memories


'Fore drive, 'fore I could vote
Before I even had a driver's license or the right to vote


All the time holding a grudge
Feeling resentful about something for a long time


'Fore I knew people could die just because
Before I was aware of the harsh reality of death


Shaft in a sling, head for the bus
Going through difficult times but still having to carry on with everyday life


I knew what I liked was not very much
Being unsure of one's personal preferences and interests


High at the time, tied to the grid
Being under the influence of drugs and feeling trapped in a routine


Always afraid of those normal American kids
Feeling insecure and afraid of fitting in with the typical American youth


Oh, all of my spirit leaked like a cut
Feeling emotionally drained and wounded


I knew what I needed would never be enough
Unsatisfied with what one has and seeking more


I was too high to change my bid
Being too intoxicated to make rational decisions


Always afraid to be a normal american kid
Feeling afraid of being ordinary and conforming to societal standards


Always hating normal normal american empty summer days
Disliking typical American summer activities and experiences


Lightning crazed and cracked like an egg
Experiencing sudden outbursts of emotion and feeling broken


High behind the garden shed
Using drugs to escape reality and hide from responsibilities


Painting myself as a normal American kid
Trying to conceal one's true identity and blend in with others


I always hated it
Disliking the act of conforming to societal norms


High as high as high can loom
Being extremely intoxicated and in an altered state of mind


Under the sheets in my bedroom
Retreating to one's own personal space to escape reality


I was high as high can get
Being at the peak of one's drug-induced high


Always afraid of those normal American kids
Continuing to feel afraid of fitting in with typical American youth


Oh, bongs and jams, and carpeted vans
Engaging in drug use and listening to music while traveling in a familiar mode of transportation


Hate everything I don't understand
Disliking unfamiliar concepts and ideas


Hard times tightening the lid
Difficult life circumstances making it feel like there is no way out


I had to get away from those normal American kids
Feeling the need to escape and distance oneself from typical American youth


Always hated those normal American kids
Consistently disliking the idea of fitting in with or becoming part of typical American teenage culture




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Written by: Jeffrey Tweedy

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