Work the black lipstick It darkens your mood In the twilight hour You'll be subdued At the strike of twelve It's all so obscene Get over yourself It's not Hallowe'en You're going goth With no end in sight You're going goth Stay out of date at night You're going goth Get out of here If i ever wondered Now i know what i fear You've been too busy To hear what i've said Busy picking flowers For your outfit It amazes me What you think is hip But then again take a look At who you worship You're going goth With no end in sight You're going goth Stay out of date at night You're going goth No rest for the weak If i ever wondered Now i know what i fear Time so so blind When it fades to black You and Anne Rice Hanging out with Lestat Work the black lipstick It darkens your mood In the twilight hour You'll be subdued It amazes me What you think is hip But then again take a look At what you worship You're going goth Gimme a break You're going goth How much more can i take You're going goth Get out of here If i ever wondered Now i know what i fear You're going goth With no end in sight You're going goth Stay out of date at night You're going goth No rest for the weak If i ever wondered Now i know what i fear