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

I got no one to blame, nothing to change

I got no evil to fight



One 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

Fundamentalism, forget that rock-n-roll

No cigarette, 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, nothin' 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

Throw out that handicap

No stepping out, till spring, in fact it's

Difficult to sing when it's 20 below

And that's during the day

I'm not insane