Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sit Don't wanna hear no hippy shit Don't tell me I'm closing 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 tie 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