Are you ready boots? Start walkin'! You keep saying you've got something for me Something you call love, but confess You've been messin' Where you shouldn't have been a messin' And now someone else is gettin' all your best These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep lying, when you oughta be truthin' And you keep losin' when you oughta not bet You keep samin' when you oughta be changin' Now what's right is right, but you ain't been right yet These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin And you keep thinkin' that you'll never get burnt Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah And what he know you ain't had time to learn These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you Walkin'! These boots are made for walking, And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you

You keep sayin' You've got something for me Something you call love but confess You've been a-messing Where you shouldn't been messing And now someone else is gettin' all your best These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep lying when you ought to be truthin' And you keep losin' when you ought to not bet You keep samein' when you ought to be changin' What's right is right But you ain't been right yet Well, These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you. (Guitar solo) You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin' And you keep thinkin' That you'll never get burned Well, I just found me a brand new box of matches And what he knows, you ain't had time to learn. These boots are made for walkin' And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you

(L. hazelwood) You keep saying You got something for me Something' you call love But confess You've been messin' Where you shouldn't have been messin' And now someone else Is getting all your best These boots are made for walking And that's just what they'll do And one of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep lying' When you oughta be truthing You keep losing When you oughta not bet You keep 'same-in' When you oughta be changing Now, what's right is right But you ain't been right yet My boots are made for walking And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you You keep playing When you shouldn't be playing You keep thinking You'll never get burned I just found me A brand new box of matches And what he knows now You ain't got time to learn These boots are made for walking And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots Are gonna walk all over you Are you ready boots? Try to walk

This is my alphabet Because time goes on, and things are changing in my world Here is a new alphabet for the children of my generation. Of course, all this words have a meaning for me But all the generations might find a different mood to their world. My alphabet goes like this: A stand for anything and B for bionic and Bach C stands for claustrophobia and D for dirty old men E stands for everyone, F is full-frontal and friends G of course stands for getting a divorce, H now stands for hijacking And, I for a king size ego, J now stands for jukebox and junkies K is for those who kiss and tell and leading lady starts with L Naturally, M is for me, N is for never again O is for that famous stOry, huum and P for pain, poverty Q stands for quality, which is better than quantity R stands for rock and roll, S is sexy and sad, T drives them totally mad And U for everything to me, V stands for little voodoo W for where and When, X sounds extremely mysterious Y is the question I keep asking Z for the zero you will get, if you don't learn my alphabet.

Gold, I give you gold, gold Did you ever dig for gold into the ground? Have you ever wanted gold? Have you ever listened to this precious sound? The glorious sound of gold... Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Did you ever see the fighting that is started when men can die for gold? And can you sleep at night feelin' they might steal it? Your priceless fabulous gold. Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold The glowin' shine of gold, the burnin' fire of gold It's gold that drives them mad It's gold that makes them bad Everybody is fightin', everybody is stayin' For what? For gold, for gold! It's divinin', intoxicatin', influatin' and frustratin' Gold, gold, gold Hypnotizin', fascinatin', frightenin', inebriatin' Gold, gold, gold New look at the whore, she wears a golden dress She know the price of gold The dollar and the Mark they go up, They go down, they all move to the rule of gold Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold (that gold) Gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold, gold (it's gold I want)