Socks

A crime against fashion,

That’s how they were described,

But they keep my legs warm,

All the way up to my thighs,

Long stark white socks,

With a little lace at the top,

Or maybe little polka dots,

They go well with my plot

I don’t care what they say,

I don’t care what they say,

I ******* love these socks,

Nothing else makes me feel this way.

(So just), listen to reason

Can’t you see that you’re causing a scene?

Come on, you know

It’s tough enough to deal with

The public opinion, without those things

I’ll never listen to reason,

Public opinion can suck a sardine,

You’ll have to pull them from my cold dead hooves,

Cause that’s the only way you’ll get these socks from me

So long to the disbelief

So long to the panicking

A bit of comfort through thick and thin

Does a lot for the mind

Cuz it’s really therapeutic

She don’t care

(Don’t care)

What you think

She don’t care

(Don’t care)

What you say

You’ve got her so aggravated

why you always gotta be that way

Some bits of fabric that are hardly called for

I gotta say that she won me over

(woah, woah) and over, and over

A blank stare’s all you’ll get from me

Cuz I’m in awe of your hosiery

(woah, woah) I don’t really wanna talk about it

(woah, woah I don’t really wanna talk about it)

Brainwashed, that’s hardly called for

My God I think I need a doctor

(woah, woah) I don’t really wanna talk about it

(So just), listen to reason

Can’t you see that you’re causing a scene?

(Come on, you know)

It’s tough enough to deal with

The public opinion, without those things

I’ll never listen to reason,

Public opinion can suck a sardine,

You’ll have to pull them from my cold dead hooves,

Cause that’s the only way you’ll get these socks from me.