I wanna be in a motorcycle gang-
grene and mean, and fucked up all the time.
Picture me on the back of a Harley
leather-clad and bad, and driving 55
I'm going nowhere, I'd rather go somewhere instead.
I wanna 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 fucked 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
Don't cry
When I
When I
Say goodbye
Don't cry
Don't, don't cry.
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