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Mother spent ten 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, but 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 living in his eyes
Hey everybody, when you walk the walk
You cannot measure out your life to the tick of a clock

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I wanna walk to 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 want to measure out my life to the tick of a clock
Hey every- hey everbody
(Can you walk the walk?)

I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say what-what-what-what you want)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say what-what-what-what you want)
Walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say what-what-what-what you want)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say what-what-what-what you want) 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 live ten, five, 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 dad spent ten 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 theatre went pitch black
Dear world, I'm pleased to meet you

Hey everybody, when I walk the walk
I gotta back it all up, but 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
(Say what-what-what-what you want)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say what-what-what-what you want)
Walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say what-what-what-what you want)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drums
(Say what-what-what-what you want) hey

Play to the beat of my own drum
I wanna sing to the beat of my own drum
I wanna pray to the beat of my own drum
I wanna hang ten, five, 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), wipe (out), win (lose), wipe (out)
Slumped down on the street making love to my baby (to my baby)
Make love to my baby (to my baby)

(It's a wonderful idea, but it doesn't work)

(My own drum, my own beat)
(My own drum, my own-own-own beat)

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 place
Suddenly you hear it, it's the beat of your heart
And for the first time in your life you know your life is about to start
(Oh yeah, bring it on)

Hey everybody
Hey everybody
(Hey everybody, when you walk the walk)
(You gotta back it u- back it u- back it up, back it up)
(Say what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what you want)
(Say what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what-what you want)
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
(Hey everybody) everybody
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum
(Hey everybody) everybody
I wanna walk to the beat of my own drum

(There's someone knocking in the wall)
(Was it like an echo?)
(Ba da pa pa)

Writer(s): Annie Danielewski, John O'brien

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