You see them loungin' round in thick-rimmed glasses
With skinny jeans and expressions so snide
Shirts with logos for bands you've never heard of
And if you ask who they are, they roll their eyes

It's those co-o-o-o-offee shop hipsters, yeah
Spare me, spare me, spare me the toffee-snob 'tude

They're obsessed with not being called "mainstream"
It's obscure poets and high-art films or die
Sometimes I hint that hipster-ness is mainstream
Their condescension gives way to lost minds (yeah)

Friggin' co-o-o-o-offee shop hipsters
Hate me, hate me, hate me as a "corp'rate tool" (cause I drink Sprite)

Hate those co-o-o-o-offee shop hipsters
They see me, see me, see me and rip on my shoes
Stupid co-o-o-o-offee shop hipsters
Sippin', sippin', sippin' their decaf soy brew
Woo!