I want to be in a motercycle gang Gangreen and mean and f**ked up all the time. Picture me on the back of a harley Leather-clad and bad and driving fifty-five. I want to see things i'll never get to see Foreign bronze, klingons, naked girls with purple eyes. Yeah, look at me - sad and low and lonely - dead-end job, a slob, And f**ked up all the time. I'm going nowhere. i'd rather go somewhere instead. I'm gonna blow a hole through the back of my head. Don't cry when I say good-bye