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