Lyrics:

Well, Frank said to Alice
'Don't tell anybody that you didn't kill the chicken'
Let the illusion in Toronto survive
And live beyond what is always written

Gabba gabba hey
A be bop a lula
Wham bam thank you, ma'am
She wants to do ya'
Get your boots on, get your boots on
Get your boots on, get your boots on

Well, Bonnie carved notches in her gun today
While Jackson Pollack lies in the distance
The Monkees discuss taking LSD
And living on the path of least resistance

Gabba gabba hey
A be bop a lula
Wham bam thank you, ma'am
She wants to do ya'
Get your boots on, get your boots on
Get your boots on, get your boots on

Well, Dylan Bob went electric today
Laughing through walls of distortion
Alsonso the Armless chopped his arms to pray
And all the little folkies cried 'revolution'

Gabba gabba hey
A be bop a lula
Wham bam thank you, ma'am
She wants to do ya'
Get your boots on, get your boots on
Get your boots on, get your boots on