[Verse 1]
I am a rough ball of twine
I have a duty to do
I been tied to the table
But now I am frazzled and aloof

[Chorus]
Degenerate, disintegrate the tight knots
Degenerate, rot away the nooses
Degenerate, out come those tangles
Oh degenerate, oh degenerate

[Verse 2]
Acorn squash and a hearty rows of okra
Stand of sweet corn by the trickling creek
Winter dead that was buried 'neath the pole beans
Behold a sink-hole in the spring

[Pre-Chorus]
Degenerate, washed by weather cycles
Degenerate, bleach the deadly night shades
Degenerate, prepare to take the profit
Oh degenerate, oh degenerate

[Chorus]
Degenerate, disintegrate the tight knots
Degenerate, bleach the deadly night shades
Degenerate, out come those tangles
Oh degenerate, oh degenerate