What s a matter with the kids today ? Can t live with them, and you can t kill em. Wonder what the kids are trying to say, with the break neck hair, and nazi loves on fire, seventeen and the world looks mean, and you open up a page to walk inside a chemical dream. Yeah baby wearing with me, I was loving life and living free, now we gotta think of something to do, all those kids are wearing those big black boots. Left the city and lost my fear, felt good to drive across country again, stopped for gas and a fifty cent beer, crowded little bar in the middle of a college town. On the stage we three bald girls, talking loud about the benefits of living in a communist world. They get to beat her for free, better on the phone then outside the car following me, I don t know what I m a gonna do, all those girls are wearing those big black boots. Had that dream again, yeah so weird so vivid and real. About my momma and my sisters big son, you would think so strange, never seen salt talking in a lake that I didn t even know. We were wearing big black boots with the shiny steel tip. Left the city and lost my wife, so sad for the rest of my life, heard a rumor saw a vision turn the corner it was gone, gone. Left the city, and lost my kids, strange shadows of things I never did, one thing is turning circles but it s always going round, round, round, round. All alone in a big black world, with a nothing of a lie with a backstreet girl. And I did the favs of men I need to know, need to know, yeah need to know. Turned something for the bigger shadows going down, down, everybody s pulling me, everybody s dragging me down. Yeah, oh everybody s wearing them, everybody s wearing them now. Yeah, oh everybody s wearing them, everybody s wearing them now. Yeah. yeah, yeah, yeah. I don t even know what I m a gonna do, all those kids are wearing them big black boots.