The Suicide Machines - The Vans Song lyrics

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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 Listen | Buy

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 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-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 of socks…

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 of socks…