All my friends are in a jazz band
Or in your sister's band
They do Curtis Mayfield covers
Makes the kids wanna dip under the covers
(It's true)
All my friends, they do their best to look real nice
They get all jazzed up on the weekend
Whipping out the slow motion tag team
Jane thinks we're art fags
I don't know what Jane means
Bandanna!
Heart police!
Are coming!
They sell you on the internet
We're gonna get hologram low-sheen (?)
Turtlenecks and slow motion tag team
We're gonna get hologram low-sheen (?)
Turtlenecks and slow motion tag team
I don't feel like going outside today
I put on Angelo Bond and let you down
I've got a hard on
It's 'cause I'm still young
All my friends come out in the dark
Doing somersaults down the hill in the park
Staring at themselves in a mirror and understand
I don't count myself as my own friend
We're gonna get hologram low-sheen (?)
Turtlenecks and slow motion tag team
We're gonna get hologram low-sheen (?)
Turtlenecks and slow motion tag team
All my friends are looking for a bed vice
To make it fit
To make it feel all right
Make it fit!
(Yeah!)
Feel all right!
(Yeah!)
Make it fit!
(Yeah!)
Feel all right!
(Yeah!)
Make it fit!
(Yeah!)
Feel all right!
(Yeah!)
