There's a thundercloud behind those eyes

storms a’brewin, in your mind-thoughts

static electric discharge will emanate from your swollen heart

Well, the doctor prescribes [bad word] souls

You can teach a robot, how to dance

You can't teach a pair of shorts, how to pants

Stand between two mirrors, and look into the distance

You'll see you times infinite, still you're only human

It's a suit and tie affair and you're only wearing shoes

Although they're pretty slick, no one will let you through

Well, it doesn't matter those fancy shoes, it's all about the words you choose

It doesn't matter those fancy shoes, it's all about the friends you’ll lose

It doesn't matter those fancy shoes, so why would, why would you?
I can see where there may be some confusion, I was once just like you

Let me tell you a story to clarify the matter, once upon a time a mouse put on some shoes
Hey friend, where'd you get those fancy shoes,

Are you wearing them, or are they wearing you

I've seen you walking down the boulevard,

You [bad word] pretty far, you make it look real hard

Those shoes, sparkle gold and blue, always seem brand new,

Must've set you back a few

Oh my, fancy shoes distract me, I’m in the path of a bus in the

Middle of a busy street
You can fix a robot, buff out the dents

Strap him into a pair of fancy shoes and, flip the switch [bad word] 
But when all's said and done, are the shoes built for fun?

Or to protect from broken glass or toe biters in tall grass?

When everyones in red, you wear blue

It's just like you to ignore simple [bad word]  
Well, it doesn't matter those fancy shoes, it's all about the words you choose

It doesn't matter those fancy shoes, it's all about the friends you’ll lose

It doesn't matter those fancy shoes, it's all about the toes you'll lose

It doesn't matter those fancy shoes, so why would, why would you?