...And Keep Reaching For Those Stars Songtext / Lyric

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