Lady Of Leisure

I’ve been thinking about you 
The ice cold stare through your long blonde hair 
And I’ve just got you’re measure 
Living in Satanic pleasure spins yer groove  

Friday nights in the cauldron 
Where the bitches brew cast the silk shirt crew 
And the lorries bringin’ all the bacon
Seems like they’ve all been taken..spin yer groove 

So once a month they light a fire
To sell their souls to something higher 
Sacrifice nor here nor there
Cut the locks in your long blonde hair

Porcelain Gods and your fools gold 
I hope you never will grow old
Taste the oppulent excess
A twisted version of success  

I’ve been thinking about you
When the curtain falls and the crumbling walls 
Bring hellfire and damnation 
A lifetime of your own making spin yer groove 

So once a month they light a fire 
To sell their souls to something higher
Sacrifice nor here nor there
Cut the locks in your long blonde hair

Porcelain Gods and your fools gold 
I hope you never will grow old
Taste the oppulent excess
A twisted version of success