Anticommandante

The Mountain Goats have a song called "Commandante" that goes:

I'm gonna drink more whisky than Brendan Behan
I'm gonna send my belongings all to Tripoli
And I'm gonna ride home to California
With a banjo on my knee.
I'm never gonna turn off the television
I'm just gonna let it run all night
I'm gonna plant root vegetables out in the backyard and
Come summer I will treat you right, so
Put on your Chairman Mao coat
And let me clear my throat
Let's turn this whole town upside down
'Til the coins come falling out of its pocket
Yeah, put on your Che Guevara pin
And call the troops on in
We are gonna sail through the night sky
Like a pair of bottle rockets!

I've got a great big secret written down somewhere
I've got a rosary to protect us both from harm
I've got a storage locker full of cow figurines
And a laundry list of grievances longer than my arm
And I am never going back to Cincinnati!
All those bridges have been burned down to the ground!
I've got the jet pack strapped to my back and I'm
Waiting for you to come around!
Yeah! Put on your Chairman Mao coat
And let me clear my throat
Let's turn this whole town upside down
'Til the coins come falling out of its pocket
Yeah, put on your Che Guevara pin
And call the troops on in
We are gonna sail through the night sky
Like a pair of bottle rockets!

Unfortunately, it looks like I am coming back to Cincinnati. There has been a problem that I don't wish to go into, but the upshot is that my backpack is in Cincinnati and I can't travel Canada without it. So I'll be headed back for a brief time. And then out West. Never fear, it'll happen.