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 rollercoaster 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 goldrush 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