A Walk
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 I'm gonna build a world independant
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? 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 so I'm going for a walk
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