The Low Spark Of High Heeled Boys

If you see something that looks like a star And it's shooting up out of the ground And your head is spinning from a loud guitar And you just can't escape the sound Don't worry too much it'll happen to you We were children once, playing with toys And the thing that you're hearing is only the sound Of the low spark of high-heeled boys High-heeled boys The percentage you're paying is too high priced While you're living beyond your means And the man in the suit has just bought a new car From the profit he's made on your dreams But today you read that the man was shot dead By a gun that didn't make any noise But it wasn't the bullet that laid him to rest Was the low spark of high-heeled boys High-heeled boys If you had just a minute to breathe And they offered you one final wish Would you ask for something like another chance? Or something sim'lar as this? Don't worry too much it'll happen to you As sure as your sorrows are joys And the thing that disturbs you is only the sound Of the low spark of high-heeled boys If I gave you everything that I owned And asked for nothing in return Would you do the same thing for me as I would for you? Or take me for a ride And strip me of everything, including my pride But the spirit is something that no one destroys And the sound that you're hearing is only the sound Of the low spark of high-heeled boys, heeled boys