[With severe apologies to Cheap Trick]
The feet police, they’re going out of their head
The feet police, they bring me shoes in my bed
The feet police, are disapproving of me, oh no
They don’t like bare feet
‘Cos bare feet don’t look nice.
And when I run the streets
They start picking a fight (a fight)
“You’ll step on some glass, then you’ll break your ass”
Every single mile
They’re driving me insane
I still think shoes are lame
The feet police, they’re going out of their head
The feet police, they bring me shoes in my bed
The feet police, they’re giving warnings to me, oh no
I can’t go in stores ‘cos they say it’s not clean
But I wash my feet
And have real good hygiene (hygiene)
“You’ll slip on some mud, and go down with a thud”
Every single mile
They’re driving me insane
I still think shoes are lame
[Bridge]
I’m nonchalant, they track me down, they won’t let me alone
The head mall cop makes up the rules and won’t let me alone
The shops head clerk says I’m unclean and won’t let me alone
I cut my foot, they say “Your fault and now you must atone…”
The feet police, they’re going out of their head
The feet police, they bring me shoes in my bed
The feet police, they’re giving tickets to me, oh no
The feet police (police, police)
The feet police (police, police)
The feet police (police, police)