The fireworks are in fine fashion
In this here part of town.
The insurance bill is paid in case
Rob burns us down; to the ground

These boots are made for walking.
We’re gonna walk all over town.

Along with a picnic dinner
A summer shandy will taste okay
Then a spectacle never seen before
A special fireworks display, this way.

These flip-flops are made for walking.
We’re gonna walk all over town.

Don’t forget your earplugs.
Sparklers make some sound.
But not as much as the boomers
They’ll be settin’ off downtown; downtown.

These sandals are made for walking.
We’re gonna walk all over town.

Not an eletrical fire