I wanna tell the world about my land,
I wanna roam around,
And don’t wanna stand,
I wanna shriek aloud when full of joy,
And do the same,
When I run in a decoy.
Don’t try to push me,
Don’t try to stop me,
Don’t even try to pull me back,
Cuz what I do and what I am,
Is none of your business,
You wisecrack!
So step off my way,
And let me go,
Don’t call me back,
Cuz I said so,
Don’t nag around,
I would not yield,
So leave me now,
And find a new field.
I know that you care for me,
I know you want me to walk your way,
But whatever I do,
And however I do,
For you its nothing but dismay,
So let go,
Don’t think for me,
Cuz I know what I am supposed to be,
I know exactly the way to my goal,
So better,
Clear off the way of this independent soul.