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!)