When I was 16 years old, my friend's dad told me
that only "degenerates" go to nightclubs;
I thought "so what? What's a degenerate?"

That was the same year I recorded a record
in my parent's apartment
called "Campaigning in Empty Apartments
(From Room to Room)"

It was the first record I'd recorded in 6 years,
and my first time recording vocals on Lithium.
So what? What's a degenerate?

6 years later, my friend who played sitar
on the last song on that record told me
that he lost the keys to his apartment
because he's a "degenerate";
that was around the same time I realized
the world is made of plastic.

You know;
here comes the new plastic,
same as the old plastic.

The classic plastic:
classic half-wit tone-deaf horseshit yelling
"rock and roll is dead
all the great songs have already been written
all the great drugs have already been taken
all the great cars have already been driven
and all the great love was a lie"
and other unintelligible drivel.

Plastic is a life that you can buy.
So what? What's a degenerate?

The day I meet the reaper,
my body will find a new enclosure
a brand new heart to beat around,
but my old corpse
with its vampiric ideas
and tidbits of useless information
will degenerate into dust
like every crook on Wall Street
every song ever written
every poser in Brooklyn
every fucking angel
every friend of mine driven aimlessly around
by a great dead cat in the sky.

Death is a life that you cannot buy,
and that; that is a degenerate.

Lyrics submitted by marzipanflows

Degenerates song meanings
Add your thoughts

No Comments

sort form View by:
  • No Comments

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top