bad religion
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 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 'cause I don't have to live like you So I'm going for a walk