The Flaming Lips Follow

Lucifer is standing on a house of love
Doing all those things I was dreaming of
He's throwing out some with his golden gloves
Well, he and I was thinking of a thousand more

Sinners in style, always breathing
Madame and I, now I'm bleeding
Why else do we love it? We still need it
We still love it, we still love it, yeah

Lucifer is standing on a house of love
As if I wasn't waiting from worlds above
He's boxing out women with his golden glove
He's clean and he's thinking, he's rising up

Sinners in style, always breathing
Where we loved it, now we need it
Why else do we love it? We'll still read it
Why else do we love it, why else do I love it, yeah?

Hold on to your feelings
Hold on to your feelings
Hold on to your feelings
Hold on to your feelings

Sinners in style, always breathing
Where we loved it, now we need it
Why else do we love it? We still read it
Why else do we love it, why else do we love it?

Why else do we love it, why else do we love it?
We still love it, we still love it

Hark the herald angels sing
Fa la la la la la la la la
Glory to the new born king
Fa la la la la la la la la

Lucifer is standing on a house of love
Doing all those things I was dreaming of
He's throwing out some with his golden gloves