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This chameleon guy from a midwest townHe's come to the city, get his politics downNew age guru with all that entailsHe's saving the planet, he's saving some whalesHe says he's a painter, one day he directsHe's changing all the subjects from one hour to the nextWith his fabulous new haircut, his 2-seater carHe takes it to the limit but he pushes too farHe's too hip, to be coolToo hip to be coolToo hip, to be coolSo he'll take you out, to some trendy bar whereSome tie-dyed moron, all tatters in hairPlays her one note solo to a crowd dressed in blackIt's an inside job cause he slides in the backAnd he comes on out as a rennaissance manAnd though he can't spell it it's the reason he canBust right on out with some radical viewThat he says is correct but that don't think that's trueToo hip, to be coolToo hip to be cool, ahhToo hip, to be coolToo hip to be coolLetras de cancionesToo hip to be coolThere's one in every townToo hip, to be coolToo hip to be coolToo hip, to be coolToo hip to be coolLala laddat da daLala laddat da daBumpbon badt dantSo you take yourself out, with your fair weather friendsYou gotta get real, no time to pretendWhen you stick your next out, you can't get it backYou're so full of shit, they won't cut you no slackAnd he's too hip, to be coolToo hip to be cool,Too hip, to be coolToo hip to be coolToo hip, to be coolToo hip to be cool, ahhToo hip, to be coolToo hip to be cool From Letras Mania