Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit

Don't wanna hear no hippy shit

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

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 drugs

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