Texty: Guttermouth. Gusto. Looking Out for #1.

There must be someone out there
Who's smiling down on me
It's not really fair
We all must choose a path
I don't even care
In rough to our demise
Bestow no pity on me
But I will never think twice
Some people say no to a fork in the road
A wench might make you happy
But only half the time
Be takin no wife
With heartache pain and strife
I would roam around the world
Or filling my life
(chorus) If I had my way
A beer from every land
When your life is over
And an eye on every girl

You'll never have regrets
And you time has finally come
Looking out for #1
I don't need no money
You'd better heed
Of fame or fancy cars
No home and electric guitars
Now that the end is near
I got what I need
A light goes on inside your head
While I was sailing the seven seas
You were putting the children to bed
(chorus)
argh oi argh oi