Lipstick on my face
Thunder in the sky
The shades are drawn
Dont ask me why

But with the ghost riders on the go
I think you know
But with the ghost riders on the go
I think you know
It goes something like this

Crater in my brain
Where the strippers go insane
Cabin number 4
Aint gonna smile no more

But with the ghost riders on the go
I think you know
But with the ghost riders on the go
I think you know
It goes something like this

Attack of the ghost riders