Boots from Cakes & Coffins by Magick Touch

Boots

Ol’ Georgie
What were you up to?
Death sentence
that’s the the curse of justice
Waxed and laced up
Spit-shined toe caps
Mud resistant
No one is missing a stranger

Wearing you proudly
Blood on his hands
No one is missing a stranger
Ever so proudly
Wading in dirt

Hearsey spreads from town to town
What goes around comes around

Ol’ Gorgie
You had it coming
Butcher treatment
You’ll have your retribution
Now causing back pain
The King of blisters
Inflammation
No one will know it’s the stranger

Wearing you proudly
Blood on his hands
No one is missing a stranger
Ever so proudly
Wading in dirt

Hearsey spreads from town to town
What goes around comes around

Look out!

Oh no
Talk of the town
Fear in their eyes
As they gather around
Oh no
Talk on the streets
Fear for their lives
So beware
Perpetual stomping sadness
Repulsive pervert
Ghastly boots

Oh no
Talk of the town
Fear in their eyes
As they gather around
Oh no
Talk on the streets
Fear for their lives
So beware
Perpetual stomping sadness
Repulsive pervert
Ghastly boots

• Hard Rock
• Metal
• Rock
• classic rock
• heavy metal
• heavy rock
• Bergen