Cold War Kids - Heavy Boots lyrics

Heavy boots for crying out loud Heavy boots are caught up in the crowd You hear the news we haven't got a chance Heavy boots we're crawling on our hands Smokestacks burning up my bills New York cuts and Hamptons on stilts Turnstile the radio boys Seasick yards are popping floorboards Crooked nights dreams I can't speak Overpa** raining underneath Great sales the pretty fine lines On the road to where the trees touch from both sides Smokestacks burning up my bills New York cuts and Hamptons on stilts Turnstile the radio boys Seasick yards are popping floorboards Choked nights dreams I can't speak Overpa**es raining underneath Great sales the pretty fine lines On the road to where the trees touch from both sides Heavy boots for crying out loud Heavy boots are caught up in the crowd You hear the news we haven't got a chance Heavy boots crawling on our hands Feel the weight feel the weight Find the clues recreate Feel the weiight feel the weight Find the clues recreate Feel the weight feel the weight Find the clues and recreate Feel the weiight feel the weight Find the clues La la la la la la La la la la la la La la la la la la Heavy boots are caught up in the crowd