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The Vans Song Songtext
von The Suicide Machines

The Vans Song Songtext

Well, you′re just like a club fag wearing Doc Martens
Get a pair of chukas or some checkerboard slip-ons
Worship Jeff Spicoli not Chris Cornell
Get a pair of Vans or God will send you to Hell
To Hell

You think Doc Martens are the coolest invention
Since someone sliced a loaf of bread in someone else's kitchen
The plain truth is that you just plain suck
So why should I tell you not to waste a hundred bucks

Vans in my head
Vans on my feet
My sole is on the ground when I′m walking down the street 2, 3, 4
Don't wear no Doc Martens
Can't wear no Birkenstocks
Just a crummy old pair of chuka boots and a smelly old pair ofsocks


If you want to wear them you don′t have to ride a skateboard
You can even wear them with a pair of old cords
Someone′ll probably tell you that they're not in trend
Just tell them that′s the reason why you don't have any friends
No friends

I don′t wanna hear about alternative footwear
And I don't wanna hear about your new hair-do
I don′t give a shit about you stupid motherfuckers
'Cause I just wanna get a pair of olive green chukas!

Vans in my head
Vans on my feet
My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street 2, 3, 4
Don′t wear no Doc Martens
Can′t wear no Birkenstocks
Just a crummy old pair of chuka boots and a smelly old pair ofsocks

Vans in my head
Vans on my feet
My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street 2, 3, 4
Don′t wear no Doc Martens
Can't wear no Birkenstocks
Just a crummy old pair of chuka boots and a smelly old pair ofsocks

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