Sitting under my blue sky of deception,
The colours run every time it rains,
Wrought, brought forth, fashioned from inception,
My own hands, and I take all the blame as the light goes out,
Darkness with her bated breath waits out on periphery, by the camp fire,
Decadence and violence we do best.

We do best,
We do best,
We do best, oh.

Burned out, face down in the gutter,
Lowest point I could find to ground zero,
Roll back, alibis and skies are crushing,
Do we paint with much too black a brush as the light goes out'
Darkness with her bated breath waits out on periphery of the camp fire,
Decadence and violence we do best.
We do best,
We do best,
We do best, oh.

Rock and roll - what is it any more'
Youth profound or profane to endure,
Passion in the back seat or at the foot of the cross,
Going, going, gone and finally lost as the light goes out,
Darkness with her bated breath waits out on periphery of the camp fire,
Decadence and violence we do best.

We do best,
We do best,
We do best, oh,
We do best,
We do best,
We do best, oh,
We do best.