Transcription: I'm going for a walk Not the after dinner grind 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 hag to choose Your closet is a mess Your bed gets fallen down And I have no grand ideas Or intention of sticking around So I'm going for a walk Not the object in the dark I'm gonna use my hands And I'm gonna use my mind And I'm gonna go a walk Independent and exempt Oh, no, no, be an empire With no mortgage in the land And I know that you're living, you stink and soothe You can't even be the animal donated to you Your storag ...
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