White Shirts

My baby he's been wearing those white shirts, white shirts
He used to only wear green, now he's bouncing off the ceiling
My sister she's been wearing those white shirts, white shirts
She used to only wear brown, now for a bag she'll lay you down

The lesson is, the lesson learned
No matter how you hurt or how you burn
Better to go naked first
Than to wear a white shirt

My brother he's been wearing those white shirts, white shirts
He used to only wear black, now he's delusional, thinks he's Kerouac
My girlfriends they've been wearing those white shirts, white shirts
They used to only wear red, now they're all hanging by a thread

The lesson is, the lesson learned
No matter how you hurt or how you burn
Better to go naked first
Than to wear a white shirt

And me, I will admit, I've donned a white shirt or two
But my mood slides too far side to side, now I only wear blue

The lesson is, the lesson learned
No matter how you hurt or how you burn
Better to go naked first
Than to wear a white shirt