(CHORUS)

Who knows where he’s going
Only god knows where he’s been
His soiled rubber hands
Have seen way too much sin
So he went down to the station
With a pistol to his face
Screamed out “FUCK THE WORLD
AND FUCK THIS HUMAN RACE!”

And he let a shot ring out
Oh it echoed through the night
With a feeling of release
He no longer had to fight

There the body lays
With no one left to cry
Except the old man in the moon
Who shed a tear right from his eye
His time on earth was brief
Oh his message was concise
When he took his own mortality
Without ever thinking twice…