Alice Cooper - Dance Yourself To Death lyrics

My liberated parents
They are going out tonight
They read the happiest magazines
They´ve loosened their uptights
Dad´s wearing real tight Levis
And some Gucci tennis shoes

He has got a T-shirt custom made for him
Sayin´ ‘Give Me Pot Not Booze´

I get a kiss goodbye
I get all numb & high
From all the smoke left on their breath
I smile & wish them well
Then I pray like hell
They go & dance themselves to death

Mom´s hair´s all green & dirty
She wears a high-tech Devo suit
She changed her name to ‘Xerox´
She hides Quaaludes in her boots
Oh, me, I am real embarrassed
When I hear the things they do
They kinda compromise my social position
My coolitivity is suffering too

C´mon momma, c´mon daddy
C´mon skinny, c´mon fatty

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