Croakies And Boatshoes
Between the Buried and Me Lyrics


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Croakies
Boatshoes
Collars up
Daddy's money increased my social status
"Dang, my loafer got smudged"
We are the suburban elite
"Hey where y'all wanna meet?"
I've got something to fucking prove man
I've really gotten something to prove
Dude, brah, lets go party tonight
Maybe start another goddamn fight
But its alright, my coach knows the sheriff

Don't stare

At my car




At my shirt
At my girl

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to "Croakies And Boatshoes" by Between the Buried and Me provide a scathing critique of privileged, entitled suburban youth. Echoing a typical day in the life of the stereotypical preppy, the song touches upon fashionable symbols of high social status, such as croakies and boatshoes. The mention of "collars up" further emphasizes how these individuals are trying to present themselves in a certain way that indicates their place in society. The lyrics go on to detail how the singer is able to attain social status due to his "Daddy's money," which has enabled him to live a life of luxury and affluence.


However, the song also hints at a deeper sense of insecurity that this privileged life has created. The singer has "something to prove" and throws himself into hedonistic pursuits such as partying and starting "another goddamn fight." This need to prove oneself is perhaps driven by the lack of genuine accomplishment or struggle in his life. The mention of the "coach" and the "sheriff" indicate that the singer has a network of authority figures that are willing to overlook his transgressions due to his status.


Ultimately, the refrain of "Don't stare" serves as a warning to those who may question or challenge this lifestyle. The singer is keenly aware of the facade he is presenting and is deeply threatened by anyone who attempts to break it down.


Line by Line Meaning

Croakies
I am proudly wearing my sunglasses strap to display my preppy fashion sense.


Boatshoes
My preferred choice of footwear is nautical-themed, showcasing my wealth and leisurely lifestyle.


Collars up
I have popped the collar of my shirt as an indication of my high-class upbringing and status.


Daddy's money increased my social status
My father's wealth has significantly contributed to my elevated social class and provided me with numerous opportunities and privileges.


"Dang, my loafer got smudged"
I express my frustration with the blemish on my expensive loafer, highlighting my obsession with material possessions and appearance.


We are the suburban elite
We belong to the wealthiest and most powerful group of people in our suburban community.


"Hey where y'all wanna meet?"
I inquire about the location of our gathering, assuming that my affluent companions and I have a predetermined meeting place.


I've got something to fucking prove man
I am determined to demonstrate my worth and prove myself to others, based on the societal pressure to attain and maintain success.


I've really gotten something to prove
My drive to prove myself has intensified, fueled by the constant pressure to measure up to societal expectations.


Dude, brah, lets go party tonight
I suggest that we participate in a night of extravagant and wild partying, reflective of our wealth and social status.


Maybe start another goddamn fight
Perhaps we should engage in a physical altercation to assert our dominance and power over others, further displaying our aggressive and violent tendencies.


But its alright, my coach knows the sheriff
I am unconcerned with the potential consequences of our actions because we have connections to individuals in positions of authority, offering us protection from the law.


Don't stare
Please refrain from looking at me.


At my car
Do not admire or gaze at my expensive and flashy automobile.


At my shirt
I would prefer you not to examine or judge my outfit, as it is an important aspect of my social identity and status.


At my girl
My female companion is a prized possession to me and should not be objectified or lusted over by others.




Lyrics © Another Victory Publishing
Written by: Cartland Blake Richardson, Daniel Lanford Briggs, Paul Andrew Waggoner, Robert Dustin Waring, Thomas Giles Rogers Jr.

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