Jeff Wears Birkenstocks

Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit
Don't wanna hear no hippy shit
Don't tell me I've closed in my mindDon't wanna groove, don't wanna dig
Don't wanna spend the day naked
Don't like my music country friedHe's got a tye dyed Rancid shirt
Wears his birkenstocks to work
Is he a jerk? No! Just confused
Jeff don't wear regular shoesFat Mike, I gotta let you know
It's not the tunes, it's their live show
And all the people you get to meetPlenty of good vibes and decent drugs
Stinky people give you hugs
Walk around in your bare feetHe's got a tye dyed Rancid shirt
Wears his birkenstocks to work
Is he a jerk? No! Just confused
Jeff don't wear regular shoesShoes, shoes, shoes, shoes
Jeff don't wear regular shoes