dont wanna chill, dont wanna sit
dont wanna hear no hippy shit
dont tell me i've closed my mind
dont wanna groove, dont wanna dig
dont want to spend the day naked
dont like my music country fried
he's got a tye dyed rancid shirt
he wears his birkenstocks to work
is he a jerk? no! just confused
jeff dont wear regular shoes
taba i gotta let you know
it's not the tunes, it's their live show
and all the people you get to meet
plenty of good vibes and decent drugs
stinky people give you hugs
walk around with your bare feet
... im not punk enough ok?
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