THIS TOWN AIN'T COOL
(Ben Friedman)
CIGAR STORE INDIANS (LANSLIDE RECORDS, 1995)

Meet me down on the railroad track
Wear your hair high like a hay stack
Jump on in boxcar number nine
We'll take it out past the county line
Don't say no, 'cause you're overruled
This town, ain't cool

They got beer, and the corn it pops
A kicking band, that'll rock us 'round the clock
Go tell your daddy you'll be home by ten
Ten in the morning, not ten p.m.
Come on with me, let's go bend some rules
'Cause this town, ain't cool

Around here man, they're actin' old
Act like a bunch of them dead tadpoles
But you and me we go against the grain
Always will, gonna never change
Some people say we're irresponsible
But this town ain't cool
This town ain't cool
This town man, it ain't cool
This town ain't cool
This town ya all, ain't cool
Come on with me, let's go bend some rules
'Cause this town, ain't cool