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A walk

par Bad Religion

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I´m going for a walk
Not the after dinner kind
I´m gonna use my hands
And I´m gonna use my mind

And who the hell are you to tell me what to do?
You can´t even tie your own haggard shoes
Your closet is a mess, and your backyard´s falling down
And I have no grand ideas or intentions of sticking around

So I´m going for a walk
Not the after dinner kind
I´m gonna use my hands
And I´m gonna use my mind
And I´m gonna build a world
Independent and exempt
All alone I´ll be an empire
With no mortgage and no rent

And I don´t need to live in your stinking zoo
You can´t even feed the animals donated to you
Your storage sheds are ramshackled, flies decorate the walls
And you expect me to die here in this shit-filled tiny stall?

I´m going for a walk

And I know you´re watching everything I do
Call me threat to your children call me socially unglued
Call me master of insanity, unable to relate
Call me lazy, bane, and filthy
Call me monstrous reprobate

I´m going for a walk
And there´s nothing you can do
´cuz I don´t have to live like you

I´m going for a walk. (repeat)
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