Resurrection Band Album: Civil Rites Track: Hotfootin'
Hotfootin' Lyrics
Summertime daze Through blister street haze Wingtippin' fleet footin side steppin' Ya gimme all ya bad talk boot pumpin' Brass button shuckin' and guffin' Street corner preachin' to gum pop jive Turkey trottin' past that main street peep show Banana boat buick blarin' Stereo can't drown out what he is sayin'
Jeremiah just keep wailin' to every junkyard hound As long as he's got feet he will be hotfootin' around
Sidewalk stompin' quit your cussin This is a beeboppin' kazoo honkin' Salvation army one man band Hammerin' guitar in his hand Look at that dude with the silver boom box And the bad red baseball cap He wears it just so he take yer seiko and sell it back to ya Just like that brothers and sisters he tells em This broadway ain't the way to heaven You're so busy dyin' you forget you can be born again Hey street preacher let us be he dont pay em no mind In front of the bail and bond down any heel rompin' Mean street dude ya cant keep hustlin' God No can do that smells about as sweet as a rose tatoo Rom
