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 step 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
I`m Telling Tim