Hand me down your uncle's clothes, they're new to me. I slip my Toms up over my toes, then give one free. My shaggy do don't need no comb. You don't like or listen to the bands I know. You can go online and get it free, you wouldn't know about it. Rotate in my Lumber Jack Joe, it's my face fro. I like the funny places that it grows, won't clean up. My mustache is ironic I know. Tiny pants look stupid when there's muffin top; junk food isn't cool so I don't mind, until it's all organic. I watch Indy films they're neither shows nor movies.
I'm not a Scenester, I'm not a Greaser. Metal dudes say I'm a little bitta Weezer. I won't buy my coffee from a Juggernaut, Grande or a Venti I say no, don't call me Hipster. Take my Tall Boy PBR and go, you wouldn't know about it.
You don't wanna call me on the phone, I don't do that. I only text and Email's kinda slow, don't blow me up. Some chat rooms are the places I'll go. I can ride my fixie through the parking lot. I just roll my own or load a pipe, you know it takes forever. Many times I like to hang alone don't think I'm lonely.
I'm not a Steampunk, I'm not a Greaser. Metal dudes say I'm a little bitta Weezer. I won't buy my coffee from a Juggernaut, Grande or a Venti I say no, don't call me Hipster. Many times I like to hang alone don't think I'm lonely, Na na. Metal dudes! You don't know the places I go, they're secret. We make puzzles and play Tick Tack Toe, Monopoly. You'll never be this cool I know. We won't buy our coffee from a Juggernaut, Grande or a Venti I say no, don't call me Hipster. I watch Indy films they're neither shows nor movies, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm not an Ire Man, I'm not a Greaser Rudeboys say I'm a little bitta Weezer. I won't buy my coffee from a Juggernaut, Grande or a Venti I say no, don't call me Hipster. You don't know the places that I go, don't call me Hipster Do, re, mi and fa, so la, ti do, you wouldn't know about it