Future 86 – The Arrogant Sons of Bitches      Can I stop my life?   So I could just be with you   Let’s hightail to Hawaii on a plane   All the asshole what’s left of my band fucked   To take necessary action to destroy what I have need      You and I will move to New York City   I’ll get a temp job, you’ll start your career   I’m not being fickle, just realistic   The air is moist, but if it ever gets too cold this time of year      So tell me was it worth it?   Answer before I get in my van   To drive into the pacific   Where I’ll probably never see your face again      Say the word and I’ll put my guitar down   I’ll be sad but at least we’ll both get laid   Start the fight when I start to resent you   And we’ll both agree the thought was nice   But I should not have stayed      Take the eye whatever to desolation   And now fast food's reminding me of you   So I’ll write postcards and I’ll forget to send them   Thanks a lot I lost my mind, and now I’m losing you      So tell me something awesome (awesome!)   That can last my whole life sentence in the van   ‘Cause I’m on the S.S. Ambition to nowhere   And I’ll probably never see your face again      Two--, one, two, three, four!       So tell me something awesome   That can last my whole life sentence in the van   ‘Cause I’m on the S.S. Stupid goals to nowhere   And I’ll probably never see your face again   ‘Cause I’m on the S.S. Bullshit dreams to nowhere   And I’ll probably never see your face again