Philosophical Stroll
McComb

Chorus: Grow old, grow old,
Philosophical Stroll
If you can't dig it,
it's your bad luck

Mister Citizen, wanna get to know your vicinity well?
People may say you're outside your head but only you can tell
Because 'what is life?' and 'who am I?' and 'is this where it's really at?'
Well you know better than that
And you have street credibility

(Chorus)

Your suburb is waiting in the night
What do you wanna believe?
The sidewalk is aching for your footstep
So you put the dog on the end of the leash
Now is the time to hate your friends
And to find out if you have a soul:
It's called a philosophical stroll
And you have street credibility

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