The Gripes - Blitzkid

There’s this one girl I know

That doesn’t like to wear shoes

Digs Korn and Winnie The Pooh

Dates my friend Chris and she ain’t got a clue

There’s this one girl I know

That doesn’t like to wear shoes

Digs Korn and Winnie The Pooh

Dates my friend Chris and she ain’t got a clue

But they’ve got life and they’ve got love

Sit bored all day and listen to goth

Yeah they — make me smile knowing all the while

There’s things they hate about me too

And we don’t mind

We don’t mind

We don’t mind

And we get along just fine

I hate their stupid dog

It’s got these huge eyeballs

He’s obsessed with Chris Cornell

And she’s got it bad for Peter Steele

I hate their fucking dog

It’s got these huge eyeballs

He’s obsessed with Chris Cornell

And she’s got it bad for Peter Steele

They like to sing Tori Amos

And eat lots of buttered toast

Yeah they — make me sick but I can’t live without them

I’m sure they don’t like the same stuff I do

And we don’t mind

We don’t mind

We don’t mind

And we get along just fine

We don’t mind

We don’t mind

We don’t mind

And we get along just fine

When we watch wrestling we’re okay

All the pet peeves just go away

And we don’t care who told a stupid joke

These little gripes just make us strong

And we don’t mind

We don’t mind

We don’t mind

And we get along just fine

We don’t mind

We don’t mind

We don’t mind

And we get along just fine

Cause we don’t mind (It doesn’t matter)

We don’t mind (It doesn’t matter)

We don’t mind (It doesn’t matter)

And we get along just fine

We don’t mind (It doesn’t matter)

We don’t mind (It doesn’t matter)

We don’t mind (It doesn’t matter)

And we get along just fine

And we don’t mind