Bootstomper Songtext
von Wilson Noble

Right back here we got the devil himself
Right back here right now we got the devil himself, we got the real big honcho, we got bootstomper
You better believe it baby, you′d better fucking believe it

Aint no dirty blues here just saints in masks but by god there's a lot of love
You′d better believe it baby there's a goddamn lotta love
You better goddamn believe it baby there is so much love, there's a lotta love, a lotta love

Angels disgustipated through thought love it feel this inside it′s bootstomper

Constriction, reservation, constipation, violation
Humble nation, space station, all of this on your cross
Irration polarization tv′s with your face on it
I feel it deep down inside this is bootstomper baby and you better believe it
And by god there's a lotta love


I hope you′s all stamping your feet cause my bubbles about to burst
Levels of pain gone wrong
All of this and more, you shall do
Follow me people we got grinding to do, we got fucking to do
We got just about everything you can think of baby
We got apple stroodles, chow mein noodles, toodles with bells on
Devils with no place to go

We are wired to the roof over here, searching, listening, eating our lives away
What in the name are we gonna do

Hey man you gotta keep it cool man you just gotta believe, what in the name are we gonna do

Aint no sinner only angels high on life, you'd better believe it baby
I′m high on life, I'm high on life
You better believe it too cause momma this be bootstomper you hear, bootstomper
I′m high on life, I'm on life, you hear, you hear

Conglomerations constipulations conversations inspirations alien fucking space stations
All of this chocolate flavoured at your doorstep

Why bother thinking when the only moving picture in the house is the tv
I love it I really do
Watch me dance you lifeless whore
You are indeed in a glorious moment now

Amen