All out of angst

I'm not insane, I'm not bummed out

I got no one to blame, nothing to change

I got no evil to fight



Obe thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst

society don't bother me

and there's something wrong with that



So I'm off to Pakistan, Learn the laws of Islam

Fundamemtalism, forget that rock-N-roll

No cigarettes, no drink, In fact

It's difficult to think about getting laid

When you don't even get to see her face

I'm not insane



I'm not insane, I'm not liquored

I got nothin' to do, Nothing to lose

I got no place to call home

One thing's for sure, I'm all outta angst

Society don't bother me, there's something wrong with that



Next stop Mongolia

Don't get to golf or fuck or bowl with ya

Thown out that handicap

No stepping out till spring, In fact it's

defficult to sing when it's 20 below

and that's during the day

I'm not insane



I'm telling Tim





You better watch out, you better not cry

You better put out records DIY

Cause It's not what you've done, it's what you've been

If you fuck up, I'm telling Tim



Take you out of book your own life part six

You won't play again at ABC

When you're gonna ostracized like lawrence

When I tell Tim, I'm telling Tim

I'm telling Tim,  I'm telling Tim


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