Vans Song

The Suicide Machines

Composición de: The Suicide Machines
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 wear no Doc Martens 
Can't wear no Birkenstocks 
Just a crummy old pair of chuka boots and a smelly old pair ofsocks… 

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 shit about you stupid motherfuckers 
'Cause I just wanna get a pair of olive green chukas! 

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 ofsocks… 

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 ofsocks…
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