everybody knows you go to Melrose for those clothes

and everybody sees that you prefer to drive my black Mercedes Benz

and i won't meet you at the Starbucks down the street

and everybody knows he's just a secret trust fund baby



fuck fake hippies.

fuck fake hippies.

fuck fake hippies.

you kinda smell like shit.

because real hippies,

they don't wear zubie

they don't have blackberries,

so fuck fake hippies.



you don't eat meat so you can't fit into chick jeans

and i don't understand you wipe you're shitty ass off with your hands

cuz you don't believe in toilet paper, just chick jeans.

and i'm fucking sick of these musician artist mood swings



fuck fake hippies.

fuck fake hippies.

you shitty ass hippie

you kinda smell like shit.

because real hippies,

they don't wear zubie

they don't have blackberries,



so fuck fake hippies.

fuck you fake hippie

you stupid hippie.

you shitty ass hippie,

you kinda smell like shit.



and i guess i mean that literally

shit stains in your zubie jeans

text message in that blackberry

you stupid fucking fake hippie.



fuck you, ew ew ew ew ew ew ew.

oh fuck you, ew ew ew ew ew ew.

fuck you



suck my dick too, ew ew ew ew.

suck my dick, ew ew ew ew.



we see the shit stains in your zubie jeans.



ew

ew

ew

ewwwww.