Lyrics Boot on a Thistle - Lysistrata

Boot on a Thistle

He was brought up as a doormat
Imprisoned under bad men feet
He was bought to keep his jaw locked
But no one told them striking couldn’t teach
Crack the neck of a toothpick
In a brawl with porcelain
Hate what you fear
He was brought up as a doormat
Imprisoned under bad men feet
He was bought to keep his jaw locked
But no one told them striking couldn’t teach
Stamping on eggshells
A boot on a thistle
Hate what you fear
He’s incomplete
We need a better education
Weighed down
Made wrong
Ignored all lifelong
We need a better education
Weighed down
Made wrong
Ignored all lifelong