The Suicide Machines - The Vans Song lyrics

Well, you're just like a club f*g wearing doc martens Get a pair of chukas 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 You think doc martens are the coolest invention listen | buy Since someone sliced a loaf of bread in someone else's kitchen The plain truth is that you just plain s** 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 chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks If you want to wear them you don't have to ride a skateboard You can even wear them 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 No friends I don't wanna hear about alternative footwear And i don't wanna hear about your new hair-do I don't give a sh** about you stupid motherf**ers 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 chuka 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 chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks