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