Spudmonsters Toe Jam - Preppy Peckernecks Lyrics

Walking with noses in air
Preppy people with clean-out hair
Dressed up, all set to go
Turtlenecking, whiffs of Polo

Here comes another one
Harvard junkie, dad’s proud son
Letterman of the croquet team
He’s such a stud
You can see
The way they walk is so goofy
The boat shoes and alligators
They’re so cute

Upon their necks the symbol of a stuck-up pest
But I just don’t care to see
These fortunates make fun of me

He’s on his second beer
Acting stupid with his peers
Slurring talk
He tells the girls about his yacht
Trying to get these chicks back to his room
So he can look dumb and pass out on them

Raised by kings and queens What a life
Waited on hand and foot
Just for a smile

Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!

And if you find a good one in the batch
Then disregard everything that I’ve said

Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!
Preppy Peckernecks!

Peckernecks!
Peckernecks!
Peckernecks!
Peckernecks march...

Can’t you see that Fahrvergnugen is different than
Benz?
Class comes from the heart not from swollen heads
Every time you pass a Preppy Peckernecks you’ll see
The nose that’s pointing north is not the type for me