Vegetable Man

In leather shoes
 I get the blues
 So I walk the streets
 In my plastic feet
 And my blue velvet trousers make me feel pink
 There's a kind of stink about blue velvet trousers
 In my paisley shirt I look a jerk
 And my turquoise waistcoat is quite outta sight
 But oh, woah, my haircut looks so bad
 Vegetable man, where are you?
 So I change my hair
 And I buy my jeans
 And I cover them up with a lettuce cup
 My pants and socks with water and epoxy
 Don't take long about my old socks
 We'll wash my watch with a plant base, outta date,
 In a little hole there all alone
 It's what I got
 It's what I wear
 It's what you see
 It must be me
 It's what I am
 Vegetable man
 Ah-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha
 Ah-ha-ha-ha, ha-ha-ha-oh
 I've been looking all over the place for a place for me
 But it ain't anywhere
 It just ain't anywhere
 Vegetable man
 Vegetable man
 Vegetable man
 Vegetable man
 Vegetable man
 Vegetable man
 Vegetable, vegetable man
 Vegetable man
 He's the kind of fellow you've just got to see if you can
 Vegetable man