I hear some people been talkin' me down,
Bring up my name, pass it 'round.
They don't mention happy times, They do their thing, I'll do mine.
I can't tell them how to feel.
Oo baby, that's hard to change,
But sooner or later it all gets real. Some get stoned, some get strange, walk on, walk on.
Walk on, walk on, Then the money was not so good,
I remember the good old days,
Stayed up all night gettin' crazed.
But we still did the best we could.
I can't tell them how to feel. Oo baby, that's hard to change,
But sooner or later it all gets real. Some get stoned, some get strange,
walk on, walk onWalk on, walk on,.
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