The Cools (Crush Luther)

When I was 16 I started this band I played fast guitar, I'd tap with both my hands We called ourselves the 'The Cools' It wasn't a good name but neither was our band And I wrote songs for Jen Jen was my girlfriend She said my songs were fun I asked her a question: 'will you come to our first show?, The Cools go on at 10, right after Grand:PM' She said that she would She would if not for one, one thing she'd never done She'd never seen her favorite band By chance they were in town the same night as The Cools I said "Don't you like us Jen?" She said "Yes but I love them'' So I cut class that day and I did something low I took Jen's locker key up to the second floor I tore her tickets up and lied And I hugged her when she cried And she came to our show We were the greatest band that had ever lived We made a sacred fan out of every kid We had this flag above our drum kit and it read: 'THE COOLS' Oh no oh no This can't be so We're in The Cools Friday at the show Mugshot played "The Brews" Grand:PM was good but their singer didn't move And then this lady said into the microphone "Please welcome The Cools!" I said "Jen what did you think?" She said that it was good except one thing I hadn't done I didn't dedicate her song Well I said "Come on Jen! It was the best show in the world" She said "3 out of 10" And she went home with Grand:PM We were the greatest band that had ever lived We made a sacred fan out of every kid We had this flag above our drum kit and it read: 'THE COOLS' Oh no oh no This can't be so We're in The Cools