Get Your Boots On! That’s the End of Rock and Roll Songtext
von Rob Zombie

Well, Frank said to Alice
Don′t tell anybody (hey!), that you didn't kill the chicken
Let the illusion in Toronto survive (hey!)
And live beyond what is always written

Gabba-gabba, hey
A-bee-bop-a-lula
Wham-bam, thank you, ma′am
She wants to do ya
Get your boots on, get your boots on
Get your boots on, get your boots on

Well, Bonnie carved notches in her gun today (hey!)
While Jackson Pollack lies in the distance
The Monkees discuss taking LSD (hey!)
And living on the path of least resistance


Gabba-gabba, hey
A-bee-bop-a-lula
Wham-bam, thank you, ma'am
She wants to do ya
Get your boots on, get your boots on
Get your boots on, get your boots on

Well, Dylan Bob went electric today (hey!)
Laughing through walls of distortion
Alsonso the Armless chopped his arms to pray (hey!)
And all the little folkies cried "revolution

Gabba-gabba, hey
A-bee-bop-a-lula
Wham-bam, thank you, ma'am
She wants to do ya
Get your boots on, get your boots on
Get your boots on, get your boots on