New Boots For You

They sat the picture on the TV
Of your green polyester glory
And your mom got on the telephone to
Spread the heartwarming story
Of how you finally wised up and stopped running with that crowd
Now you finally signed up and did your family proud

New boots for you
It’s a rich man's world what can you do
A nation bats its teary eyes at you

Maybe you'll get a medal
Maybe a scar
Maybe you'll get a prosthetic
To show off at the bar
Maybe some politician will invoke your name
To let the folks at home know you didn't die in vain

New boots for you
It's a rich man's world what can you do
Just drop your drawers because your getting screwed