Forest Ranger

I was looking at you
Didn't mind your foggy weather
I just wonder what it's like to die
You've got nothing for me
But a chance to thrill then bore me
And I wonder what it's like to die

Just like Che Guevara
I'm a forest ranger
Just like Carl Lewis
I'm a forest ranger

You're a recluse and pensive
As you ran a bit expensive
But you never wanna ask me why
I've got nothing for you
But the chance to might adore you
And you'll never wanna ask me why

Just like Salman Rushdie
I'm a forest ranger
Just like Huey Newton
I'm a forest ranger

Well just like Louie Louie
I'm a forest ranger, oh

When I was looking at you
I didn't mind your foggy weather
I just wonder what it's like to die
You've got nothing for me oh,
But a chance to thrill then bore me
And I wonder what it's like to die

Just like Che Guevara
I'm a forest ranger
Just like Phyllis Diller
I'm a forest ranger
Ah, ah