Luxury

(album: The Sin Of Pride - 1983)

If I was having such a good time
It wasn't really that much fun
A counterfeit conspiracy
That's suddenly gone wrong

So come on come on
You're a luxury
A peculiar luxury
It always breaks my heart
You can keep your mystery
It doesn't mean a thing to me

Painted lips and l'oreal
Are broadcast in the dark
A necessary cover up
That's finally left its mark

So come on come on
You're a luxury
A peculiar luxury
It always breaks my heart
You can keep your mystery
It doesn't mean a thing to me

Your sneaky little schemes that show
The wolf's still at your door
A vicious little paragon
Of what you were before

So come on come on
You're a luxury
A peculiar luxury
It always breaks my heart
You can keep your mystery
It doesn't mean a thing to me