Brown Shoes

Brown Shoes - Sing Street

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

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 make up off my face right now

Well don't you know the bigger that they are

The harder that they fall

And the boots on the other foot now

Buckle up were taking you down

See the curtains fallin so take your bow

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

If he wants me dancing he can watch on mtv

Try to shut me up

I turn the volume up and drown you out

Well don't you know the bigger that they are

The harder they fall

Yeah the boots on the other foot now

Buckle up were taking you down

See the curtains falling so take your bow

Cause you had you're time in the sun

And its no use banging your drum

Now the boots on the other foot take your bow

What's gonna define the rest of your life

Start facing the truth

Your stuck with a lie

Sharp end of your knife is pointing at you

Yah don't put put me down

Just hanging around in gravity boots

You're stuck in the past

I'm running the future

Yeah the boots on the other foot now

Buckle up were taking you down

And your mask is slippin so take your bow

Yeah you had your time in the sun

Does it hurt when your kicking someone

Cause the boots on the other foot

Boots on the other foot

Boots on the other foot now

Take your bow