Jeff Wears Birkenstocks? Letra

Don't wanna chill, don't wanna sitDon't wanna hear no hippy shitDon't tell me I've closed my mindDon't wanna groove, don't wanna digDon't wanna spend the day nakedDon't like my music country friedHe's got a tye dyed Rancid shirtHe wears his birkenstocks to workIs he a jerk? No! Just confusedJeff don't wear regular shoesHe's got a yte dyed Rancid shirtHe wears his birkenstocks to workIs he a jerk? No! Just confusedJeff don't wear regular shoesFat Mike I gotta let you knowIt's not the tunes, it's their live showAnd all the people you get to meetPlenty of good vibes and decent drugsStinky people give you hugsWalk around in your bare feetHe's got a tye dyed Rancid shirtHe wears his birkenstocks to workIs he a jerk? No! Just confusedJeff don't wear regular shoes