1.
Redeemers, In-betweeners
Butterflies with tattered wings
So jaded, outdated
Lost children, fragile things
Dark angels, catlike connivers
Immaculate collection of
The celestial, the bestial
Plastic devils play dress-up again

Disco ball and the flashing lights
The “make or break them” -attitude
Like a slap in the face my wake up-call (ah-ah-ah)
I must be a fool for trying to entertain
The hostile multitude
Years of consumption take their toll

(Bridge)
Bend, bend, bend but won’t break me
Sticks and stones, baby

(chorus)
I criticize for I know better
I despise with my petty eye
I don’t take kindly to strangers
- I don’t play nice with other kids

I dare you to dance, to dance
I double dare you beauties to dance
Until your feet are sore and blistered - dance

2.
Redeemers, In-betweeners...

Dis and turn, that’s the way it’s done
Around this black-lip neighborhood
Feel the dagger of my contempt in your back (ah-ah-ah)
Burn, darling, burn, you’re a has-been soon
In this fresh-meat sisterhood
We’ll bombard you with blunt remarks ‘til you crack

(Bridge)
Bend, bend, bend but won’t break me
Sticks and stones, baby

(chorus)
I criticize for I know better
I despise with my petty eye
I don’t take kindly to strangers
- I don’t play nice with other kids

I dare you to dance, to dance
I double dare you beauties to dance
Until your feet are sore and blistered - dance