Chris is hip
He's full of shit
He's much too hip to take a trip
Pink and white, he'll spend all night
Explaining why he's so uptight
Jenny's cute
In those leather boots
That's why she only grooves on fruits
And Johnny's glum, he's got no one
He's no fun, no fun
Kenny's tough
He's had enough
Of watching all that kiddie stuff
But where to go and how to start
To just fall apart, fall apart
In college town, we all go down
There's money where it's green and brown