Van Hunt - Designer Jeans lyrics

We need more room to breathe Inside of our designer jeans... Would love to go rushing the banks With an oxygen tank... But there's no movement on our own without a movement to push us along; Black presidents and immigrants and green movements and hybrid engines... Oh baby, I know we feel more comfortable in our status symbols... And the places we hold on the totem pole; Our political views, our tattoos, and our hair-dos... Don't need no strategy To get us out in our designer jeans... Message me on the bathroom wall; Original network social... People... People with nothing on their minds need only press a bu*ton to share online; Religion, atheism, ma** production, and consumption of opinions... Oh baby, I know we feel more comfortable in our status symbols... And the places we hold on the totem pole: Our political views, our tattoos, and our heirlooms... Why can't we be who we are Without selling it on a billboard? Sexuality, racial ID – we wear them like designer jeans... Oh baby, I know we feel more comfortable in our status symbols... And when we lose the middle cla**, And we all move up from the back... Black is the new, the new white trash; The proof is written on our a**, baby...