what actually happens to my physical remains is of zero interest to me. i don't want anybody seeing my body. i don't want anybody -- i don't want a party. reported dead. unless it could provide entertainment value in a perverse or subversive way, if you can throw me into a woodchipper and spray me into, in the middle of rush hour, i wouldn't mind being remembered that way. ♪ one, two, three, four, five, 6 ♪ ♪ road runner ♪ ♪ with the radio on, i'm through massachusetts ♪ and the highway ♪