Luxury

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 ... 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