Hipster Blues
Told too many war stories as a teenager
So I put on my vintage June Cleaver apron and got to thinking
About the things I could be making you
Got my PBR and vintage guitar
Turned on the Bakelite playing my favorite song
By that obscure band I heard in
Por-r-r-rtland
It ain't cool, if they know about it too
It ain't cool, if they know about it too
Don't know if you know about it
Don't know if you're cool enough
Cause I'm ready to leave you because
You ain't cool, if you didn't know about it too
You ain't cool, if you didn't know about it too
Yes my vision is 20/20, but that never stops me from wearing my
gran-an-an-dad's specs
I barely saw you when you walked into American Apparel
Buying your friend a gift card to her favorite store
In your J. Crew shirt and GAP jeans
I almost screamed, "your clothes are so clueless, do you know what I mean?!"
Instead I sneered my judgment with a disgusted look on my face
You looked at me as if I didn't exist, no emotion, not even a trace
I ain't cool, cause I didn't know about you
I ain't cool, cause I didn't know about you.
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