Rainy Day, Dream Away
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…
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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,
Open For Business
You want the truth!
You want the truth!
In my hands I hold a problem
It has a will
It has a mind of it's own
I got a problem (problem)
As it stands
I got a problem (problem)
In my hands
You want the truth!
You want the truth!
In my hands I hold the key to love
Out of my hands it's gonna come to me
It's on its own
I got a problem (problem)
As it stands
I got a problem (problem)
In my hands
And it the morning you just told the son
That is the way that things are done
I'll take myself into my own confidence
It won't take long in my hands
You want the truth!
You want the truth!
Out of my hands it's gonna come to me
It's on its own
I got a problem (problem)
As it stands
I got a problem (problem)
In my hands
I got a problem (problem)
As it stands
I got a problem (problem)
In my hands
In my hands