Goin' on a Walk

I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk

I gotta dog, dog
I gotta baby, baby
Suburban Hell on Wheels, canned fasciitis in my heels
So fuckin' move already!

I didn't get to take a lunch today
And now you want me to do what?

I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk

I got my podcast on
I'm crushin' memory foam
I hide behind mirrored shades, and my kid's got it made
We brought the iPad along

I got a one-hitter in my pocket, man
It's daddy's time to shine!

I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk
I'm goin' on a walk

MOSH PART
You know, this is the one time of day I get to myself
I take thirty minutes, that's all I ask for, thirty minutes
But sometimes, it takes me ten minutes just to get out the door!
Cuz even my walk, even my own walk is not my own

I take the kid on the walk
I take the dog on the walk
I take the kid's stuff on the walk
I take the dog's stuff on the walk

Gotta find my airpods for the walk
Gotta download podcasts for the walk
Lars Frederikson on Turned Out a Punk
It'll take eight walks just to hear it all!

But I got a one-hitter in my pocket, man
It's daddy's time to shine!

I'm goin' on a walk (I don't wanna see my neighbors
I'm goin' on a walk (I just wanna be alone)
I'm goin' on a walk (I might not get very far now)
I'm goin' on a walk (But at least I'm gettin stoned)



Credits
Writer(s): Nick Faber
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