Degenerate

In your beady eyes I don't make the scene Well, you're right If being part of your teenage soap opera's what you mean Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Encapsulated With all the other creeps In another lame quest to be this month's kings of the shit heap Well, I've got a life I'm sure you're having fun But I can't take part 'Cause I can't go back when the game is done Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Reality doesn't mean a fucking thing Out here in Candy Land It's all about street cred, dropping names Sucking up and shaking hands I never knew which way to go But I know that way is for the chumps Go back to church and school and work And leave this degenerate, degenerate, degenerate alone Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate Degenerate, degenerate, degenerate Yeah, yeah Degenerate, degenerate, degenerate Yeah, yeah Degenerate, degenerate, degenerate Yeah, yeah Degenerate, degenerate, degenerate Yeah, yeah