The Suicide Machines – Vans Song Lyrics
Artist: The Suicide Machines
Song: Vans Song
Well, you’re just like a club fag 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
Since someone sliced a loaf of bread in someone else’s kitchen
The 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 need 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-doo
I don’t give a sh#t about you stupid m#th*rf#ck*rs
Cause I just wanna get a pair of olive green chukas!
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From the album:
Destruction By Definition [Explicit]
Release Year: 2008