#back-ordered tears

It was when neon was no longer available

That they went mad.

There was nothing to cut the Formica.

Offbeat shouting dirty words

Dropping glitter on backward lands

Nothing seemed to help.

It was quarter to 2 in a small, dull town

Jukebox exhausted, coffee burned stale

A go-go girl sluffs on her bedroom slippers

Punches some feeling back into her thighs.

It was in those days musicians started dancing

Didn't have to touch their instruments.

In fact, they couldn't even stop the music playing

It was so much sadness in the world.