I think I'll go down to Goliath and just be a fuckin' dickhead!
 Damn  I feel good today. I'm looking forward to going and just beating
 the
 shit out of someone and taking their money. What a fucking great job I
 have!
 I wonder why I feel so good. Could it be the music?
 Could it be my breakfast? Or could it just be the fact that
 I just hate everybody, dammit!
 Life is grand, life is great, I'll get myself a real cheap date.
 Some woman I can take to McDonalds, spend a dollar twenty-five on,
 and have like, the best time of your life with afterwards.
 Life is too good to believe sometimes.
 But we all can't have it the way I do, so to all you suckers out
 there,
 kiss off. All right? Bye bye