( aka : Beat of my own drum )
My mother spent 10 years sitting by a window
Scared if she spoke she would die of a heart attack
She listened as her dreams silently screamed
They drowned like little dolphins caught in a
fishnet
Dear world I'm pleased to meet you
Hey everybody when you walk the walk
You gotta back it all up you, CAN YOU talk the talk?
Hey everybody when I hear the knock
Don't wanna measure out my life to the tick of a
clock
Hey everybody when my daddy died
He had a sad sad story LIVIN' in his eyes
Hey everybody when you walk the walk
You cannot measure out your life to the tick of a
clock
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
WALK TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN DRUM
I WANNA WALK TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN DRUM
Hey everybody
WHEN you walk the walk, you gotta back it all up
But can you talk the talk?
Hey everybody WHEN I HEAR THE KNOCK
DON'T MEASURE OUT MY LIFE TO THE TICK OF A CLOCK
HEY EVERY...HEY EVERYBODY
[There's an indecipherable sample over this line.]
Can you walk the walk?
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drumS
(WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drumS
(WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...)
WALK TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN DRUMS
I WANNA WALK TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN DRUMS
(WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...)
HEY...
Walk to the beat of my own drum
I wanna live to the beat of my own drum
I WANNA LAUGH TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN DRUM
I wanna hang ten high, say pleased to meet you
Take to the beat of my own drum
I WANNA give to the beat of my own drum
Fly, cry, win, lose, live, die, take five
Pleased to meet you
My daddy spent 10 years living on the outside
looking in
He thought that he would never get back
(Hey...get back)
Watched his dream walk across a silver screen
And he was standing there when the THEATER went
pitch black
Dear world I'm pleased to meet you
Hey everybody when I walk the walk
I gotta back it all up, CAN I talk the talk?
Hey everybody when I hear the knock
Don't wanna measure out my life to the tick of a
clock
Hey every...HEY EVERY...HEY EVERY...HEY EVERYBODY
Can you walk the walk?
(WALK!)
(WALK!)
(WALK!)
(CAN YOU WALK THE WALK?!)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drumS
(WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drumS
(WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...)
WALK TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN DRUMS
(WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...)
I WANNA WALK TO THE BEAT OF MY OWN DRUMS
(WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...WALK THE...)
HEY...
PLAY to the beat of my own drum
I wanna SING to the beat of my own drum
I wanna play to the beat of my own drum
I wanna hang ten high, say pleased to meet you
Screw up to the beat of my own drum
I wanna take it out of town and do it to my drum
Scream shout
HIDE OUT
WIN LOSE
Wipe out
SAUNTER DOWN MY STREET
Make love to my baby
(...TO MY BABY)
MAKE LOVE TO MY BABY
(...TO MY BABY)
(soft) MAKE LOVE...
(...TO MY BABY)
Father: It's a wonderful idea, but it doesn't work.
(Speaking) My own drum my own beat
(Speaking) MY OWN DRUM MY OWN...OWN...OWN...OWN...
Hey did you ever get the feeling that it's really a
joke?
You think you've got it figured out and then you
find that you don't?
So you say goodbye to the world and now you're
floating in space?
You got no sense of nothing not even a time or a