Clark Griswold Songtext
von Hilltop Hoods

I′ve always tried to do the right thing in my life
Take care of my house, my picket fence, my children and my wife
On my way home, on my way home
I'm on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go

You could walk a mile in my shoes but could not
Mope around for a day in my socks
Waking up, coughing up a whole range of crap
Coffee mug, world′s greatest dad

Living life in a bathrobe, or some cargos
On borrowed time, worry lines like a barcode
Wearing my Chicago Bears cap feeling like Clark
My family filling my heart

I try to do right, I try to do good
I try to do the best I can
Man, all of my life, I've done all I could
To try and be a better man, but I've realised


Hey, I gotta be clever now
Hey, I gotta go get it now
And take a look at the way that I′m living
Mistakes are better never made than forgiven, right?

I′ve always tried to do the right thing in my life
Take care of my house, my picket fence, my children and my wife
On my way home, on my way home
I'm on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go

Yeah, they say a real man′s a family man
Pays the bills, has a travel plan or caravan
The way it feels like everywhere that I am
Trouble follows 'til I unravel and crash the van

Always managing in damage control
Count my blessing like casualties and add up the toll
When matters resolve, I plan on getting back to my goals
But this life will get away, so grab on and hold

When I′m away, this world leads me astray
Everything starts breaking apart
So I'm spending my days trying to carve out a place
To fill that empty space in my heart


To say that I′m a beautiful mess? I'd say the truth is a stretch
I confess I'm only human but I′m doing my best
Uncertain if all the hurting is worth it
Yeah, I know I couldn′t be further from perfect

I've always tried to do the right thing in my life
Take care of my house, my picket fence, my children and my wife
On my way home, on my way home
I′m on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go

Life can be so beautiful
But sometimes I feel I make a mess of things
Life can be so beautiful
But sometimes I fear I make a mess of everything
Life can be so beautiful
But sometimes I feel I make a mess of things
Life can be so beautiful
But sometimes I fear I make a mess of everything

I'm on my way home, Clark Griswold here I go