The Cools

when i was 16
i started this band.
i played fast guitar,
i’d tap with both my hands.
we called ourselves the 'The Cools',
it wasn’t a good name
but neither was our band.
and i wrote songs for jen.
jen was my girlfriend.
she said my songs were fun,
i asked her a question:
'will you come to our first show?,
The Cools go on at 10,
right after Grand: PM'
she said that she would,
she would if not for one,
one thing she’d never done,
she’d never seen her favorite band.
by chance they were in town
the same night as the cools.
i said 'don't you like us jen?,
she said 'yes but i love them''
so i cut class that day
and i did something low.
i took jen’s locker key
up to the second floor.
i tore her tickets up and lied,
and i hugged her when she cried,
and she came to our show!
we were the greatest band that had ever lived.
we made a sacred fan out of every kid.
we had this flag above our drum kit
and it, it read: 'THE COOLS'
oh no, oh no
this can’t be so
we’re in The Cools
friday at the show
Mugshot play 'the brews'.
Grand: PM was good
but their singer didn’t move.
and then this lady said
into the microphone
'please welcome The Cools!'
i said 'jen what did you think?'
she said that it was good
except one thing i hadn’t done,
i didn’t dedicate her song.
well i said 'come on jen!,
it was the best show in the world.'
she said '3 out of 10'
and she went home with Grand: PM.
we were the greatest band that had ever lived.
we made a sacred fan out of every kid.
we had this flag above our drum kit
and it, it read: 'THE COOLS'
we had this flag above our drum kit
and it, it read: «The Cools»
oh no oh no
this can’t be so
we’re in The Cools