

(one, two, stomp, go!)
Purists hate it when we mix the old dirt with the new
Throwing banjo in the blender with a heavy 808 groove (spin it
fast) Got the high-hats buzzing like a hornet in the pines Writing
rules, breaking borders, crossing all the party lines
Let 'em talk, let 'em stare,
we don't care There's a fire in the valley and it's rising
in the air (hey,
hey, hey)
Dust off your boots,
we're going down tonight
Stomp your leather on the hardwood floor
Give us the beat and then we're asking for more (hey,
stomp!) No rules, no lines,
we do what we choose Dancing in boots to the future-folk blues!
Traditionalists shaking heads, sitting in the back We just smile,
turn it up, double-time the track (shake it up!) Misfits,
outsiders, gathered in the hall We built a bigger table just to
welcome in you all
(go, go, go,
play it!)
Stomp your boots on the hardwood floor Give us the beat and
we'll give you some more (stomp,
stomp, stomp)
Stomp your leather on the hardwood floor Give us the beat and
then we're asking for more (hey,
stomp!) No rules, no lines,
we do what we choose Dancing in boots to the future-folk blues!
Yeah, we're writing our own rules!
(hahaha,
that's it)