
Lyrics
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Verse 1: Billie Joe Armstrong
I sit around and watch the tube, but nothing's on
I change the channels for an hour or two
Twiddle my thumbs just for a bit
I'm sick of all the same old shit
In a house with unlocked doors, and I'm fuckin' lazy
Pre-Chorus: Huey Lewis
I used to be a renegade, I used to fool around
But I couldn't take the punishment and had to settle down
Now I'm playin' it real straight, and yes, I cut my hair
You might think I'm crazy, but I don't even care
Because I can tell what's goin' on
Chorus: Huey Lewis
It's hip to be square
It's hip to be square
Verse 2: Billie Joe Armstrong
Peel me off this Velcro seat and get me movin'
I sure as hell can't do it by myself
I'm feelin' like a dog in heat
Barred indoors from the summer street
I locked the door to my own cell and I lost the key
Pre-Chorus: Huey Lewis
I like my bands in business suits, I watch them on TV
I'm workin' out most every day and watchin' what I eat
They tell me that it's good for me, but I don't even care
I know that it's crazy, I know that it's nowhere
But there is no denying that
Chorus: Huey Lewis
It's hip to be square
It's hip to be square
So hip to be square
Bridge: Adam Young
Don't close your eyes 'cause your future's ready to shine
It's just a matter of time before we learn how to fly
Welcome to the rhythm of the night
There's somethin' in the air you can't deny
So let me know before I wave goodbye
When can I see you again?
Oh-oh, oh, oh, when can we do this again?
Oh-oh, oh, oh, when can I see you again?
Oh-oh, oh, oh, when can we do this again?
Tell me when
When can I see you again?
Verse 3: Billie Joe Armstrong
I sit around and watch the phone, but no one's callin'
Call me pathetic, call me what you will (We will)
My mother says to get a job
But she don't like the one she's got
When changing channels lost its fun, you're fuckin' lonely
Pre-Chorus: Huey Lewis
It's not too hard to figure out, you see it every day
And those that were the farthest out have gone the other way
You see them on the freeway, it don't look like a lot of fun
You might think I'm crazy, but I don't even care
Because I can tell what's goin' on
But don't you try to fight it, an idea whose time has come
Don't tell me that I'm crazy, don't tell me I'm nowhere
Take it from me
Chorus: Huey Lewis, Adam Young
It's hip to be square (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
It's hip to be square (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
It's hip to be square (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
So hip to be square (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
Tell 'em, boys
Outro: Huey Lewis, Adam Young
Here, there, and everywhere (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
Hip, hip, so hip to be square (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
Here, there, and everywhere (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
Hip, hip, so hip to be square (Oh-oh, oh, oh)
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