SONGS & DREAMS
OF OTHER THINGS
about
DIRECTION

by Jeffrey Murrell

ON MY WAY OUT


Don't call me by my last name;
I'll tell you to go to hell!
I'm a Top-Gun jet fighter
And I'm on my way out !

I'll fire up all the tyrants;
I'll shoot them all down!
I love to watch them crash and burn;
Kamikaze wipeout!

All the students at the law school,
So smugly well dressed,
They don't know they're lonely,
So very depressed!

They admire all the rich men,
The power and success,
(They all long to be rock stars,
to have money and the chicks!)

Elvis gave away his money,
Some clothes and Cadillacs.
He was just a good ol' boy
Who turned strangers into friends!

Though he got rejection
From both sane and mad men,
He died a super hero and
Went straight to heaven!

I'm on my way out.
I'm a commercial threat!
But I will never forget you, no.

I'm on my way out.
Don't forget what I said!
And I will never forget you, no.