I think I'll go on a walkabout
And find out what it's all about
and that ain't hard
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I've got myself to meet
A detective of perspective eye
I need to try to get a bigger eye
open wide
Bloodwood flowers in my gaze
Walkabout in a sunny daze
do me know
On a walkabout
You could do it in the city
You could do it in a zone
You could do it in the desert
You could do the unknown
On a walkbout
High desert skies are what I spy
So fly - you've got to wonder why
The stingrays must be fat this year
I'm Moving slow in my lowest gear
The digirido original man with a dream
I believe the Aborigene
You could do it with a shuffle
You could do it with a stroll
You could do it with a stride
A walk could cure most all my blues
Bare feet or in my two shoes
(one...two)
Find out what it's all about
(can't hurt to try)
Use your legs to rock it wide
take a ride to the other side
(whoo....whoo)