Let me tell you a story about a thing which I have worn
The clothing that I've cherished since the day that I was born
Something so familiar that I truly love to wear

Its always on my side and will never ever tear

It's my pair of cargo pants

And we couldn't come up with lyrics
It's my pair of cargo pants
They have POCKETS! And we like them.

It's my pair of cargo pants
We still can't come up with lyrics.
It's my pair of cargo pants

THEY HAVE FRIGGEN POCKETS!

Now here's a tale of when I met a bunch of giant ants

They tried to kill me, even worse, they tried to steal my pants
So I reached into my pocket and pulled out my pesticide
The ants turned around and then they ran away to hide


They just couldn't handle my -
pair of cargo pants

And we couldn't come up with lyrics
It's my pair of cargo pants
They have POCKETS! And we like them.

It's my pair of cargo pants
We still can't come up with lyrics.
It's my pair of cargo pants

THEY HAVE FRIGGEN POCKETS!

Switch blade, lemonade, pair of shoes and primed grenade

Power drill, Electric bill, recorder and a guy named jill
Zombie brain, model train, playing cards and sugar cane
Necromancer, tiny dancer, elton john, and the answer


(spoken) The answer to what? I dunno, life, the universe, and everything?


Forty-two, skies of blue, purple grapes, and mountain dew
Vacuum cleaner, carbiner, pencil and a giant weiner
Atomic bomb, suburban mom, saturns rings, a girl named tom

!#@#, insulin, local cops and oxygen

(deep breath)


Now all these things I keep inside the trousers that I love
They fit on me so well just like a hand fits in a glove

Oh cargo pants, I praise thee with all my open heart
You're awesome and I love you, and I'm sorry if I fart


You're my pair of cargo pants
And we couldn't come up with lyrics
You're my pair of cargo pants

You have POCKETS! And we like them.
You're my pair of cargo pants
We still can't come up with lyrics.

You're my pair of cargo pants
AND YOU HAVE FRIGGEN POCKETS!


Na na na na na na...(etc.)