Lyrics

I wanna be in a motorcycle gang Green and mean and fucked up all the time Picture me on the back of a Harley Leather-clad and bad and driving fifty-five I'm going nowhere, I'd rather go somewhere instead 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 fucked up all the time I'm going nowhere, I'd rather go somewhere instead 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 And don't cry Don't cry