Not much glam' about the english weather
There's not much left to bring us together
Makes me want to move away
But I think I've got it sorted
I'm gonna get myself deported
I'm considering a move to LA
(He's considering a move to LA)
Hang around with axel rose
Buy myself some brand new clothes
Everything will be just fine
Where the murder, rape is in decline
Maybe grab a piece of action
And when I get off the plane
The first thing I'm gonna do
Is strip naked to the waist
And ride my harley-davidson
I might even get a tattoo
My troubles'll never find me
I'm not sending any letters or postcards home
Somewhere very, very far away