I'm going for a walk
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not the after dinner kind
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I'm gonna use my hands
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and I'm gonna use my mind
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and who the hell are you to tell me what to do?
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you can't even tie your own haggard shoes
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your closet is a mess, and your backyard's falling down
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and I have no grand ideas or intentions of sticking around
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I'm gonna build a world
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independant and exempt
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all alone I'll be an empire
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with no mortgage and no rent
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and I don't need to live in your stinking zoo
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you can't even feed the animals donated to you
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your storage sheds are ramshackled, flies decorate the walls
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and you expect me to die here in this shit-filled tiny stall?
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and I know you're watching! everything I do
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call me threat to your children call me socially unglued
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call me master of insanity, unable to relate
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call me lazy, bane, and filthy
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call me monstrous reprobate
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I'm going for a walk and there's nothing you can do
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'cuz I don't have to live like you
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so I'm going for a walk
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A Walk
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Bad Religion |