Brown Shoes

Brown Shoes - Original Broadway Cast of Sing Street/Brenock O'Connor/Johnny Newcomb

Lyrics by：John Carney/Gary Clark/Graham Henderson/Carl Papenfus/Ken Papenfus/Zamo Riffman

Composed by：John Carney/Gary Clark/Graham Henderson/Carl Papenfus/Ken Papenfus/Zamo Riffman

So who the hell are you to tell me what to do

You wear a dress and tell me not

To wear brown shoes

You think you're man enough to

Wash the makeup off my face right now

But don't you know the bigger that they are

The harder they fall

And the boot's on the other foot now

Buckle up we're taking you down

See your curtain's calling so take your bow

And who the hell is he to tell me who to be

If you want me dancing you can watch on MTV

You try to shut me up

I'll turn the volume up and drown you out

But don't you know the bigger that they are

The harder they fall

And the boot's on the other foot now

Buckle up we're taking you down

See your curtain's calling so take your bow

'Cause you've had your time in the sun

And it's no use banging your drum

Now the boot's on the other foot take your bow

What's gonna define the rest of your life Start facing the truth

You're stuck in a lie sharp end

Of your knife is pointing at you

Your up will be down just hanging around in gravity boots

You're stuck in the past I'm writing the future

Yeah the boot's on the other foot now

Buckle up we're taking you down

And your mask is slipping so take your bow

'Cause you've had your time in the sun

Does it hurt when you're kicking someone

'Cause the boot's on the other foot boot's on the other foot

Boot's on the other foot now

You take your bow

Nah nah nah nah nah nah

Nah nah nah nah