The Church - Lustre

Well we had just begun When the night came down Sweating rain on everyone Anyone who was hanging around You say there's something strange going on I cannot see a thing And pretty soon then we'll be drenched to the bone And my soul is freezing And we really should decide Who's taking who for this Ride the bandwagon into the ditch Smile for the many you shocked Bless my soul and drop a stitch Strike while the irony is hot And I don't have much time There's so much left to take It'd hard to know what's genuine And what's a genuine fake I think there's something weird going on Something unforeseen The best impression of a succubus That I have ever seen Before we get too fried Let's get on with the Ride the ghost train now into the dark Ride it right into the ground Up through the suburbs, graveyards and parks Going around and around If I never see you again That will be way too soon And if I ever get over this I will be over the moon I hope that something new comes along Something more my style I hope that someone else comes along And makes it worth my while And it's lust and sloth and pride That makes me want to Ride the roller coaster for all that it's worth Live it all up to the hilt If you can't take it with you Away from this earth Might as well take it full tilt Ride the old horse through gold rush town If that's the kind of company you keep You're getting very tired and you need to lie down I'll see you in your sleep