Here's a lyrical idea for your song Ryan... I don't have the best equip... but it's punk so... I guess it can be grungy

Sometimes the walls are dripping spagetti

Sometimes the windows show raindrop confetti

Even the floors share their loud creaky voices

And every appliance joins in with their noises

At home, home

We turn on the tele in high definition

Got one in the closet, the bathroom & kitchen

So send me your address I won't need directions

Got my GPS and my onstar protection

And suddenly I feel like I'm in the Jetson's

At home, home

Turn off your cell-e our class is in session

The laptop and smartphones need wifii connection

The server went down for a minute or two 

And everyone screams "I DUNNO WHAT TO DO!!!!"

And only the animals caged in the zoo

Feel at home, home

Let us never forget how it used to be

When the earth and the sky and the waters were free

And all living creatures abundantly thrived

Instead of admitting they barely survived

At home, home

Much has been lost, and much has been gained

Collected and sampled and sold and then claimed

To the highest of bidders who think its a game

Not realizing we're one in the same 

Here at home, this is home

Seasons of change are now moving much faster

Some headed to glory and some to disaster

With science, creation, religion, relation

All trying to stifle the state of the nation

At home, home

Let us never forget how it used to be

When the earth and the sky and the waters were free

And all living creatures abundantly thrived

Instead of admitting they barely survived

At home, home

Sometimes the walls are dripping spagetti

Sometimes the windows show raindrop confetti

Even the floors share their loud creaky voices

And every appliance joins in with their noises

At home, home