Lucifer is standing on a house of love
Doing all those things I was dreaming of
He's throwing out someone 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 that he's risin' up

Sinners in style, always breathing
Where we loved it, now we need it
Why else do we love it, we'll still need 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'll still need 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 harold 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)