Don't you write your epitaph for me
Cause I don't need it yet, can't you see?
I'm alive and kicking, doing very well
I don't need your words of wisdom
Yours are going to hell
I ain't gonna be a kamikaze
I ain't gonna clean nobody's khazi
I ain't going to Benghazi for you
We all know how it ends, with a rock and roll Hollywood God
Found by one of your friends, with your head flushed down the bog
A new star in the sky, with a million in the bank
But I ain't gonna die, for a world-wide media w*nk.
No!
I ain't gonna be a kamikaze
I ain't gonna clean nobody's khazi
I ain't going to Benghazi for you
I ain't gonna be a kamikaze
I ain't gonna clean nobody's khazi
I ain't going to Benghazi for you
I ain't gonna be a kamikaze
I ain't gonna clean nobody's khazi
I ain't gonna be a kamikaze
I ain't gonna clean nobody's khazi
No way!