SPORES ON THE DANCE FLOOR
We cleared the bunker floor we rolled the mat
Polished our boots and sprayed the splat
Turned the dials on the rad safe tunes
Now the mold's got rhythm and it croons in spoons
There's spores on the dance floor puffing to the beat
Shimmy with a shroom and shuffle your feet
My date's got gills and a fungal hat
But he spins me right and I'm fine with that
They say the air's not technically clean
But I love the way he glows chartreuse and green
He's got a sway that's medically wrong
But he leads with his elbow and the boogie is strong
There's spores on the dance floor bouncing off the walls
The DJ's a roach and the lights are spore balls
If you cough up glitter or sneeze with flare
You're the star of the room with the mushroom hair
Watch that puff duck that cloud
He's spinning wild and aloud
Someone dropped a portobello
Oh no he's asking me to tango
There's spores on the dance floor love in the air
Mutants are waltzing and no one cares
So pass the mask and hold me tight
Let's dance till dawn or medical light