You walk by and I fall to pieces.
You keep playin’ where you shouldn’t be playin’
And you keep thinkin’ that you’ll never get burnt
Ah, I’ve just found me a brand new box of matches, yeah
And what he knows you ain’t had time to learn
These boots are made for walking
And that’s just what they’ll do
One of these days these boots
Are gonna walk all over you
Are you ready, boots?
Start walking
If you see me walking down the street,
And I start to cry each time we meet:
Walk on by, walk on by.
He said walk like a man
Talk like a man
Walk like a man my son
No woman’s worth
Crawling on the earth
So walk like a man my son
Under my thumb
The girl who once had me down
Under my thumb
The girl who once pushed me around
It’s down to me
The difference in the clothes she wears
Down to me, the change has come,
She’s under my thumb
Ain’t it the truth babe?
It was Christmas Eve babe
In the drunk tank
An old man said to me,
Won’t see another one
Grandma got run over by a reindeer
Walking home from our house Christmas eve
You can say there’s no such thing as Santa
But as for me and Grandpa, we believe
From his beard to his boots
he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said
with a twinkle in his eye,
“Merry Christmas to all…
now you’re all gonna die!”
The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he’d been gettin’ a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Forgive my lack of cheer but Xmas is almost here
I bust my friggin rump to make all of this junk
'Cause kids want more and more and I’m fallin way behind
It ain’t easy makin presents for a third of all mankind
Oh, Santa Claus, Santa Claus Xmas makes him cross
Toys started as a hobby then became my albatross
Oh, Santa Claus, Santa Claus has just one thing to say
I’m goin to the poor house cuz I gives it all away.
He’s making a list,
And checking it twice,
Gonna find out who’s naughty or nice.
Now and then on a Saturday night
I got to say a little naughty is nice
Then I saw Daddy undress Santa Claus.
They quickly threw their clothes on our big chair.
Well, much to my surprise,
I couldn’t believe my eyes!
It wasn’t Santa after all but Mommy in disguise.
All is quiet on New Year’s Day
A world in white gets underway
I want to be with you
Be with you night and day
Nothing changes on New Year’s Day
On New Year’s Day
When I was seventeen it was a very good year
It was a very good year for small town girls and soft summer nights
We’d hide from the lights on the village green
When I was seventeen
And just when I thought she was comin’ to my door
She whispered sweet and brought me to the floor
She said, I’m only seventeen (Seventeen)
But I’ll show you love like you’ve never seen
She’s only seventeen (Seventeen)
Daddy says she’s too young, but she’s old enough for me
Young girl, get out of my mind
My love for you is way out of line
Better run girl,
You’re much too young girl
He was no more than a baby then
Well he seemed broken hearted
Something within him
But the moment that I first laid
Eyes on him all alone
On the edge of seventeen
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
Just like the white winged dove
Sings a song
Sounds like she’s singing
Oh baby oh said oh
On the wings of a snow-white dove
God sends His pure sweet love
A sign from above
On the wings of a dove
The leaves blow
Cross the long black road
To the darkened skies
In its rage
But the white bird
Just sits in her cage
Unknown.
White bird must fly
Or she will die
Stalactites, stalagmites
Shut me in, lock me tight
Lips are dry, throat is dry
Feel like burning, stomach churning
I’m dressed up in a white costume
Padding out, left-over room
Body stretching, feel the wretching
In the cage
Get me out of the cage!
In the glare of a light
I see a strange kind of sight
All cages joined to from a star
Each person can’t go very far
All tied to their things
They are netted by their strings
Free to flutter in memories of their wasted wings