Run - run - run - run You can't drill me like you do You can't pull down my attitude I'm not that kind like the mass I'm a man without stress Run - run You go for a proper life You run and run and forget your space You always want to be number one 5 minutes are always too long Walk - I walk Walk - I walk Run - run - run - run I'm the owner of time To make trouble is not my aim Hectic life, hectic growth My rythm hits always slow Walk - I walk Walk - I walk Never follow this shadow To be one of them To be this kind of narrow minded Come on take my hand Walk - walk Walk - walk I walk