Henry Needs a New Pair of Shoes

The time has long come and gone

P.F. Flyers, Converse high-cuts or maybe a new pair of Docs

And I know what I'll do

I'll appeal to their sense of brotherhood

And when nobody's looking

I'll grab a pair and I'll start hoofin'

Well in these cold, grey days

Yeah it's no longer news

Henry needs a new pair of shoes

These feet aren't made of rock

And if they had genitalia they'd have frozen their nuts off

And if the shoe should fit

Believe you me I'd wear 'em

And if I steal your wallet

All ten piggies are going to market

Well in these cold, grey days

Yeah it's no longer news

Henry needs a new pair of shoes

Yeah, Henry needs a new pair of shoes

To get him past these barefoot blues

And he'd walk a mile in his own shoes

If he only had 'em

Come on Henry

Up and at 'em

Well in these cold, grey days

Yeah, it's no longer news

Henry needs a new pair of shoes

Put one foot in front of the other

Henry needs new footwear he doesn't need a mother

Well the important question posed

Is how not to lose his toes

'Cause it's fifteen below

And Henry's got nowhere to go man

Well in these cold, grey days

Yeah it's no longer news

Henry needs a new pair of shoes

Yeah, a new pair of shoes

Maybe some blue suede shoes

Just one, just one