A Walk - Bad Religion

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 cloest 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

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?

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