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