All These Clothes
Work, work, work, I don’t wanna wear these clothes,
They really stink, as they decompose,
It seems like they want us to act like clones,
They force us to do things just like drones.
But we don’t want to seem, like we are old,
We want to look young, cause we are bold,
They think these clothes are a good thing,
but self hatred and loathing is all they bring.
All these clothes cover me up,
They’re a picture of what you quack,
All these clothes are old and ugly,
They make us all look whack.
If I could wear my clothes,
I would look like I’m on fire,
Because I am strong and smooth,
And you can’t match my moves.
Uniforms, uniforms, I think it’s a shame
We wear the same thing again and again
I don’t wanna scream, I don’t wanna yell
We’re connected like a chain, And we can’t show our sock game
Our clothes are colorless, just like black and white
We have to wear our plain shirts, because we are civilized
We don’t wanna chant, we don’t want to fight
But I just don’t like my uniform, 'cause we all look alike.
If I could wear my clothes, I would wear:
Wristbands and raybans, I look like I wanna dance
I got Uggs and a north face, look like I’m in the south pole
Bathing suits and flip-flops, I like to wishy wash
Wear a suit with a bow tie, I’m looking very fly
A mile high, up in the sky
Behind The Music
“Our song is about how we don’t really like uniforms, because we don’t get to express ourselves while wearing them.”
“It’s, like, hard to make a song. There’s more parts than i thought there were. It takes patience...you have to know how to work well with people.”