Jeff Wears Birkenstocks

Don't want to chill, don't want to sit
Don't want to hear no chippy shit
Don't tell me I've closed my mind

Don't want to groove don't want to dig
Don't want to spend the day naked
Don't like my music country fried

He's got a tye dyed Rancid shirt
Wears his Birkenstocks to [C7]work
Is he a jerk? No! Just confused
Jeff don't wear ɾegular shoes

Fat Mike I gotta let you [A7know
It's not the tunes, it's their live show
And all [Em]the people you [A7get to [C7]meet
Plenty of good vibes and [Bm]decent drugs
Stinky people give you [A7hugs
Walk around in your bare feet

He's got [Fm7]a tye dyed Rancid shirt
Wears his Birkenstocks to [C7]work
Is he a jerk? No! Just confused
Jeff don't wear ɾegular shoes
Jeff don't wear ɾegular shoes