Black Boots by Marc Schuster
A song about feuding twin sisters.
Tracklist
| 1. | Black Boots | 5:23 |
Lyrics
Unfocused picture: You and your sister,
Ice cream on Saturday night.
A moment of detente, you each have what you want
Before diving back to the fight.
You're a worrier by nature, she's a warrior by trade.
Even so, you always know it's you who pulls the blade.
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
Are you promising to hold your tongue
But looking for a fight?
Are you wearing your black boots,
Are you wearing your black boots,
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
Punching each other inside your mother,
Fighting before you were born.
Sharing a bloodline, eyes on the flood line,
Watching the oncoming storm.
You're a worrier by nature, she's a warrior by trade.
Even so, you always know it's you who pulls the blade.
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
Are you promising to hold your tongue
But looking for a fight?
Are you wearing your black boots,
Are you wearing your black boots,
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
You meet up each fortnight for the same old fight:
Politics, movies, and sex.
You order ice cream. She orders ice cream.
You both wonder what will come next.
You're a worrier by nature, she's a warrior by trade.
Even so, you always know it's you who pulls the blade.
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
Are you promising to hold your tongue
But looking for a fight?
Are you wearing your black boots,
Are you wearing your black boots,
Are you wearing your black boots tonight?
