I am not going anyplace. This is my own declaration. I know the time will come for me to go. However, I will not go down without a fight.
Not Going Anyplace
I’m not going anyplace, when it comes my time to go
They can take someone else, you see
I really like it here on this third rock from the sun
Right here on the good old
terra firma where I can run
I can think of a lot of people who should go instead of me
I would even help them along and nudge them toward the trip
These bad apples that don’t benefit—man or beast, could go
Might be a good idea too,—send them along to a better world
Why some people volunteer to leave this earth, I do not know
They must realize what a long time there is to be dead
Also, they might not like it once they get to where they are going
And it will be too late to return—it’s a one way trip, you see
Also, if I did go, it would not be peacefully, I do declare—yes-sir-e-e
I’d be kicking and screaming all the way—to hell—and back
And what little I have here on earth I’d take along on that trip
That’s right; I’d pack it up and be the first ever to “take it with me”
My government has already taken more than their “fair-share”
And spent it to get votes and pay off some lazy scums
And spent it on junkets to faraway places
For them and their concu-bums, he-he-he
So, when it is my turn to go I will say “No”.
Take someone else and leave me be
I have much yet to do, here on old mother earth
Don’t call me, I will call thee
