trash glam baby

oh no

another shit saturday night

my jeans don't fit and the money is tight

adele is working down at the charity shop

they got a pair of boots in so maybe she'll swap

for my biba blouse and my pink feather boa

is shedding all its feathers i don't wanna live no more

i got my diamante and my stick-on stars

i got my new york dolls

i got my spiders from mars

trash glam baby

it's a trash can world

through the glitter ball honey

through the glitter bomb

dancing by yourself at the moth club tonight

maybe getting burned dancing too close to the lights

in class they teach world civilizations"