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