Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit
Don't wanna hear no hippy sh**
Don't tell me I've closed my mind
Don't wanna groove, don't wanna dig
Don't wanna spend the day naked
Don't 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 don't wear regular shoes
Fat Mike 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 d**
Stinky people give you hugs
Walk around in your bare feet
He's got a tye dyed Rancid shirt
He wears his birkenstocks to work
Is he a jerk? No! Just confused
Jeff don't wear regular shoes
Shoes...
Shoes...
Shoes,
Jeff don't wear regular shoes