"Well, you're just like a club fag, wearing Doc Martens
Get a pair of chukka's 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, to hell
Well you think Doc Martens are the coolest invention Since someone sliced a loaf of bread in someone else's kitchen The plain truth this is that you just plain suck So why should I tell you not to waste a hundred bucks
Well you think Doc Martens are the coolest invention Since someone sliced a loaf of bread in someone else's kitchen The plain truth this 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
Two, three, four
Don't wear no Doc Martens can't wear no Birkenstocks
Just a crummy old pair of Chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks
Well 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', no friends'
Now I don't wanna hear about alternative footwear And I don't wanna hear about your new hair-do See, I don't give a shit about you stupid motherfuckers 'Cause I just wanna get a pair of olive green Chuka's
Vans in my head, vans on my feet My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street Two, three, four Don't wear no Doc Martens can't wear no Birkenstocks Just a crummy old pair of Chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks
Vans in my head, vans on my feet My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street Two, three, four Don't wear no Doc Martens can't wear no Birkenstocks Just a crummy old pair of Chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks"
Well 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', no friends'
Now I don't wanna hear about alternative footwear And I don't wanna hear about your new hair-do See, I don't give a shit about you stupid motherfuckers 'Cause I just wanna get a pair of olive green Chuka's
Vans in my head, vans on my feet My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street Two, three, four Don't wear no Doc Martens can't wear no Birkenstocks Just a crummy old pair of Chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks
Vans in my head, vans on my feet My sole is on the ground when I'm walking down the street Two, three, four Don't wear no Doc Martens can't wear no Birkenstocks Just a crummy old pair of Chuka boots and a smelly old pair of socks"
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vintage vans style #52N sierra chukka
olive suede
ecru scene
made in usa circa 1994
new with defects (without box)
US8/UK7
probably not the olive green chukkas the suicide machines are talking about but that song is funny as shit. some lessons in there for you kids. get a pair of vans or god will send you to hell!
& check the album art from which you find this song. the trainer spotters out there may recognise something!
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