Lyrics:
Boots On

prepared motherfucker You dyin' wit'cha boots on (Put ya foot in my shoe, and let me try on your boots) Dyin' wit'cha boots on (Put ya foot in my shoe

could be there when you land So Eleanor put those boots back on Put the boots back on an' run an' run Come on over here Come on over here Come on over

all nice, it's all nice, it's all nice on ice, alright It's all nice on ice, alright, all nice It's all nice on ice, alright, it's all nice on ice, alright

You've got me stuck on repeat And I just can't seem to break free You've got me stuck on repeat I can only move to the beat And I don't remember how

boots on Keep your boots on Keep your boots on Lalalala, lalalala, lalalaaa Keep your boots on Boots on, baby Keep your boots on Boots on, baby Keep your boots on

motherfucker. You dyin wit cha boots on. Chorus: Put your foot in my shit and let me try on your hood Dyin wit cha boots on Put your

accustomed to this light And my boots are not accustomed to this hard concrete So, I must go back to my room and make my day complete Countin' flowers on

blame 'Cos if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die, if you're gonna die If you're gonna die, die with your boots on, If you're gonna try, well stick

on your boots Get on your boots Get on your boots Yeah hey hey! Get on your boots Yeah hey hey! Get on your boots Yeah hey hey! Get on your boots Yeah