Heavy Boots

Please don't wear heavy boots

For marching to objectives

With those people who get heads down

And don't look into the mirrors

Buzzing words with pretty doll

Moving slow exactly the same

As the shadow on the wall

But there's nothing at all

March in heavy boots to goal

But there's nothing at all

We believe in our pure soul

But there's nothing at all

Silly voice told we need a war

Need more space and more resources

More and more and more and more

We need obedience and faith

New religion says You'll be

Rich and famous and so cool

Down the river Styx you go

But there's nothing at all

March in heavy boots to goal

But there's nothing at all

We believe in our pure soul

But there's nothing at all