Deteriorate from Shambles by Mark Lenover

There's a hairspray tracing of your brains on the wall
a little nuclear shadow under the disco ball
following you
to the powder room
You're a DJ's puppet and a pimp's relief
You work all night to get your drinks for free
Now you're out of it
and you're really proud of it

Deteriorate
Deteriortate
Degenerate dance break
the disembodied dance craze

Your braids are comets and your eyes are stars
The boys don't know just how lucky they are
to be close to you,
at least to most of you
There isn't much left behind your eyes these days
and you're bound to fritter what remains away
on haute couture
and hairspray portraiture

Deteriorate
Deteriorate
Degenerate dance break
the disembodied dance craze

• Alternative
• alt pop
• dark
• rock
• sad
• singer-songwriter
• Canada