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