This world, I am afraid, is designed for crashing bores.
Whenever I go past McDonalds I get very, very angry.
America is not the world.
Hold on to your friends. Resist - or move on Be mad, be rash Smoke and explode Sell all of your clothes Just bear in mind: There just might come a time When you need some friends
Rush to danger; wind up nowhere.
You're not right in the head, and nor am I, and this is why....this is why I like you.