I Am Gonna

I don't know where I am gonna be

Five minutes or five years from now

Don't ask me when why where or how

I don't know what song I'm gonna sing

Offending people tightly wound

Amazing grace, how sweet the sound

I don't know what I am gonna drink

Beer or juice or milk or coke

Hard whiskey with a pack of smokes

I don't know who I am gonna kiss

A man or woman or a goat(1)

I'll stick my tongue right down their throat

I don't know what game I'm gonna play

Rollin' up rats and lollipops

Or stealing cars and shooting cops

I don't know how much I'm gonna bet

Five hundred ain't that big a score

I'll prob'ly bet five million more 

I don't know what joke I'm gonna tell

A priest and rabbi have an act

The call themselves aristocrats

I don't know where I am gonna live

A giant house up in the hills

A decahedron up on stilts

I don't know what I am gonna think

Today I'll be heretical

Tomorrow, turn conventional

I don't know when I am coming home

When I'm done with where I'm at

When I begin to miss my cat

I don't know what I am gonna do

I don't know what I am gonna do

I'm not there yet so I can't tell

But you can all just go to hell

If you(2) want to tell me what I can't do

Footnotes:

(1) I used "goat" because "dog" doesn't rhyme with "throat."

(2) "you" applies to everyone except for my wife.