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