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