F C F C F C G
[Verse]
F C F C
The lottery line at Fine Foods is three blocks long
F C G
And Hasan's selling PBR to hispsters with ironic mustaches
F C F C
Who most definitely once were punk, and now wear flannel
F C G
And scream over bar chords on acoustic guitars
F C F C
The parks full of scum fucks, oogles and train kids
F C G
Busking and flying signs for sparks and beast ice
F C F C
But not food for their dogs, not laundromats to clean their clothes
F C G
They don't even shower but that's how it goes
[Chorus]
F G C F
And I don't care much either way, cause when they're my age they'll all own SAABS
C F C F C
Vacation homes with pending divorce, memberships at the golf course
G C
But I do not, hell no, no I do not
[Verse]
F C F C
You see I grew up in a traffic jam, a cul-de-sac all american
F C G
With tapered jeans and leather jackets and Nike hightops
F C F C
A hair farmer from the suburbs, a drunk speed metal drummer
F C G
Now how the hell did I end up in Realtree camo and Carhartts
F C F C
It's safe to say that I've lost grip,oh look there goes another Hipster kid
F C G
In neon on a track bike paying a school to learn art
F C F C F C
A buy green vegetarian, a fashion icon charlatan, at the bar buying rounds
G
With his mother's credit card
[Chorus]
F G C F
And I don't care much either way, cause when they're my age they'll all own SAABS
C F C F C
Vacation homes with pending divorce, memberships at the golf course
G C
But I do not, hell no, no I do not
[Solo]
F C F C F C G
[Chorus]
F G C F
And I don't care much either way, cause when they're my age they'll all own SAABS
C F C F C
Vacation homes with pending divorce, memberships at the golf course
G C F C
But I do not, no I do not
