I took off my clothes,
threw ‘em down to the floor 
and then I left behind my wallet 
and walked out my front door
I was standing stark naked
right there in the street
With nothing covering my chest 
and nothing covering my feet
Until the old lady screamed 
“somebody call the police…
Lock him up, lock up the super freak�

This ain’t no two bit town or midnight cabaret
And then the jury looked down and said
“son what have you got to say?�
I’d rather look like a fool 
than go my whole damn life afraid

Well, people leaving for work, they just sat
still in their cars
By the way everybody was acting you 
would have thought I was armed
But I was just feeling back to nature, 
like I could finally be free
’Til the police car pulled up and said 
“son, come with me� 
I said “officer, I’m tired of being 
judged by my looks. 
People keep putting down the cover and 
never reading the book�

You can’t bury a brand name 
with you in your grave 
and if you walk around naked, 
think of the cash you’ll save. 
You can pack up your suitcase 
in two seconds flat 
And you won’t have to worry 
‘cause everybody will know if you’re fat 
May the wind always be with you 
at your back 
And may you never be afraid 
of anything you lack 

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