• I'd rather crash in the fast lane,
    Than live my life driving slow

    I'd rather die in the fire,
    Then slowly fade in the snow.

    I'll live my life singing a ballad,
    Not working, not singing a hymn

    I'll toot my horn loudly and proudly,
    And do anything on a whim.

    One day I'll take leave of this dirtball,
    And travel to Venus and Mars

    I'm packing my bags for a trip that will take
    me to rest in my place in the stars.