Super Seventies RockSite's Lyrics Finder
 
Browse lyrics by artist or band name
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9                                
Search for your song by title
            Share this site - Email/Facebook/Twitter/Pinterest
 

Lyrics for Dance Yourself To Death
By Alice Cooper

Mail these lyrics to a friend

My liberated parents
They’re 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’s got a T-shirt custom made for him
Sayin’ ‘Give Me Pot Not Booze’

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

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

Come on momma, come on daddy
Come on skinny, come on fatty