This isn't a band
I'm sick of it man
Trying to grow
In a pile of sand

And now I'm positively stuck
Or is it just bad luck
But we're vanilla as heck

And I don't think I can do it anymore like this
The one thing that keeps me from the dissonance

Is there's nothing wrong with shakin your hips
Yeah there's nothing wrong with shakin your hips

My ego's a charm
So don't be alarmed
When it says what it wants
In hieroglyphic fonts

And I think I'm the best
There's no hair on my chest
I think I'll settle down
Drink with all the strangers in the bar downtown

Cuz it's my fault too
I'm chased by the things I'm too scared to do
And really what the problem is
What keeps me from the dissonance

Is there's nothing wrong with shakin your hips
Yeah there's nothing wrong with shakin your hips
Yeah what keeps me from the things on my list
Is there's nothing wrong with shaking your hips