Vans Song

Well, you're just like a club fag wearing Doc Martens
 Get a pair of Chukkas or some checkerboard slip-ons
 Worship Jeff Spicoli, not Chris Cornell
 Get a pair of Vans or God will send you to Hell
 To Hell (to Hell)
 To Hell
 Well, you think Doc Martens are the coolest invention
 Since someone sliced a loaf of bread in someone else's kitchen
 Plain truth is that you just plain suck
 So why should I tell you not to waste a hundred bucks?
 Vans in my head
 Vans on my feet
 My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street (2-3-4)
 Don't wear no Doc Martens
 Can't wear no Birkenstocks
 Just a crummy old pair of Chukka boots
 And a smelly old pair of socks
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 Well, if you want to wear 'em you don't have to ride a skateboard
 You can even wear 'em with a pair of old cords
 Someone'll probably tell you that they're not in trend
 Just tell them that's the reason why
 You don't have any friends (pick it up, pick it up)
 No friends (no friends)
 No friends
 I don't wanna hear about alternative footwear
 I don't wanna hear about your new hairdo
 See, I don't give a shit about you stupid motherfuckers
 'Cause I just wanna get a pair of olive green Chukkas
 Vans in my head
 Vans on my feet
 My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street (2-3-4)
 Don't wear no Doc Martens
 Can't wear no Birkenstocks
 Just a crummy old pair of Chukka boots
 And a smelly old pair of socks
 Vans in my head
 Vans on my feet
 My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street (2-3-4)
 Don't wear no Doc Martens
 Can't wear no Birkenstocks
 Just a crummy old pair of Chukka boots
 And a smelly old pair of socks