Slow Motion Tag Team

All my friends are in a jazz band
Or in your sister's band
They do Curtis Mayfield covers
Makes the kids wanna dip under their covers

All my friends
They do their best to look real nice
They get all jazzed up on the weekends
whipping out the Slow Motion Tag Team

Jane thinks we’re art fags
I don’t know what Jane means
Bandana Heart Police
Are coming
They saw you on the internet

We’re gonna get Hologram Love Machine,
turtlenecks, and Slow Motion Tag Team

I don’t feel like going outside today

I put on Angelo Bond
and lay you down
I got a heart-on
it’s ‘cause I’m still young

All my friends come out in the dark
do somersaults down a hill in the park
staring at themselves in a mirror and understand:
"I don’t count myself as my own friend”

We’re gonna get Hologram Love Machine,
turtlenecks, and Slow Motion Tag Team

All my friends are looking for their device
To make it fit, to make it feel alright!

Make it fit!
(Yeah!)
Feel alright!
(Yeah!)
Make it fit!
(Yeah!)
Feel alright!