My liberated parents They´re going out tonight They read the happiest magazines They´ve loosened their up-tights
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 is 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
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
Oh, dance Real hard
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
Come on momma, come on daddy Come on skinny, come on fatty
Shake it Martha Shake it, Larry Shake it Mr. Coronary
You gotta dance, dance C´mon and dance, dance You gotta dance till your outta breath