LYRICS

MINT CONDITION

I shine my boots with bunker oil

My lashes curl despite the toll

The world's gone gray the sky's gone dim

But I still wear blush on a radiation whim



I'm mint condition despite the fallout

Lipstick steady and the sirens calling out

My seams are straight my brows on fleek

This dame's been fierce for over a week



I iron my skirt with the heat from a flare

And dry my curls in a filtered air

I wear my pearls when a haul's supplies

Because glam survives when the old-world dies



I'm mint condition despite the blast

My eyeliner's sharp and built to last

The world may crack but I refuse to

Chip my polish or scuff my shoes



Powder puff victory sash

Spore proof gloss and a sassy flash

Doom don't dull a classic dame

We put class in collapse and flame



We're mint condition all bunker bells

We flirt with fate and we do it well

So light that flare and swing that braid

We're powdered proud and unafraid