I'm Not Hip !!!
Hey there hipster, can’t you see
That T-shirt won’t fit on me
I do admit your legs are fine
Your jeans are smokin’ hot like mine
That last thought was just a wish
My butt could never have that swish
But I can sway with hipster groove
Give me a chance, I can improve
I drink P.B.R. like you
I mismatch Chucks, both pink and blue
I think that’s hip, but I’m not sure
I’m fuzzy on hip haute couture
It's not clear that what you see
Is much different…well…than me…
Zepplin, Led showed me the way
Are they still cool like yesterday?
Melancholy, I can sing
The Cure, I think, your Rites of Spring?
Talking Heads might be a push
But, nothing grieves like Katie Bush
Don’t get me started on the jazz
And all that hipster-razmatazz
Sondheim is the way to go
Be-bop, motown, broadway show
EMO-slick I can't embrace
My hair won’t stick upon my face
The liner has a nice intrigue
Reminds me of the Human League
Bitchin’ was my former plan
An Allman Brothers ramblin’ man
I shop at KMART, off the shelf
I simply cannot find myself
My ego is a little bruised
My fashion sense is so confused
I am hip on R.E.M
Dig on Weimar, duh,…a’hem
My clothing may not be on par
With the Village, har-dee-har
I’m passion, fury, and sublime
Kill me, sue me, what's the crime?
I read theory like I should
Marx and Fem…it’s all good
Comparing myth is always sweet
I sing the blues and stay upbeat
I know this sounds a bit cliché
But now I go the Celtic way
Beowulf just rocks my world
And Viking lit. has got me whirled
God, that was a stupid rhyme
I must be hip to have the time
Did that girl give me a wink?
My sex must be right on, I think
Don’t look at me, your grin so snide
I’ll scowl at you with equal pride
I’m not the type you can dismiss
I’m precious…so just suck my kiss!
Cool has always been around
Today it’s got a different sound
I’m flustered now, I must confess
I’ll chew my nails and then regress
I'm hip was just a common phrase
In the rockin' seven-tays
Far out, I dig...it's understood
I'm groovy, so you knew I would
Ganesh, please guide me through my pain
Flap your arms and keep me sane
Instill my words with subtle grace
Create with me on hipster-pace
These kids will not stand in my way
They might not have a lot to say
Perhaps this ain't the jam I seek
And I'm a more well-rounded geek
The rhymes I've written on this page
Really don't befit my age
They're incoherent and just sad
I'm JUST not cool, or super-bad!
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DEVO RULES!!
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Theo J. van Joolen©2011
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Acknowledgments to The Pretenders and The Red Hot Chili Peppers for their catch phrases...
That T-shirt won’t fit on me
I do admit your legs are fine
Your jeans are smokin’ hot like mine
That last thought was just a wish
My butt could never have that swish
But I can sway with hipster groove
Give me a chance, I can improve
I drink P.B.R. like you
I mismatch Chucks, both pink and blue
I think that’s hip, but I’m not sure
I’m fuzzy on hip haute couture
It's not clear that what you see
Is much different…well…than me…
Zepplin, Led showed me the way
Are they still cool like yesterday?
Melancholy, I can sing
The Cure, I think, your Rites of Spring?
Talking Heads might be a push
But, nothing grieves like Katie Bush
Don’t get me started on the jazz
And all that hipster-razmatazz
Sondheim is the way to go
Be-bop, motown, broadway show
EMO-slick I can't embrace
My hair won’t stick upon my face
The liner has a nice intrigue
Reminds me of the Human League
Bitchin’ was my former plan
An Allman Brothers ramblin’ man
I shop at KMART, off the shelf
I simply cannot find myself
My ego is a little bruised
My fashion sense is so confused
I am hip on R.E.M
Dig on Weimar, duh,…a’hem
My clothing may not be on par
With the Village, har-dee-har
I’m passion, fury, and sublime
Kill me, sue me, what's the crime?
I read theory like I should
Marx and Fem…it’s all good
Comparing myth is always sweet
I sing the blues and stay upbeat
I know this sounds a bit cliché
But now I go the Celtic way
Beowulf just rocks my world
And Viking lit. has got me whirled
God, that was a stupid rhyme
I must be hip to have the time
Did that girl give me a wink?
My sex must be right on, I think
Don’t look at me, your grin so snide
I’ll scowl at you with equal pride
I’m not the type you can dismiss
I’m precious…so just suck my kiss!
Cool has always been around
Today it’s got a different sound
I’m flustered now, I must confess
I’ll chew my nails and then regress
I'm hip was just a common phrase
In the rockin' seven-tays
Far out, I dig...it's understood
I'm groovy, so you knew I would
Ganesh, please guide me through my pain
Flap your arms and keep me sane
Instill my words with subtle grace
Create with me on hipster-pace
These kids will not stand in my way
They might not have a lot to say
Perhaps this ain't the jam I seek
And I'm a more well-rounded geek
The rhymes I've written on this page
Really don't befit my age
They're incoherent and just sad
I'm JUST not cool, or super-bad!
***
DEVO RULES!!
***
Theo J. van Joolen©2011
***
Acknowledgments to The Pretenders and The Red Hot Chili Peppers for their catch phrases...