[Louis Barabbas]
Well I’m trembling with naked aggression
Compounded by delusions of might
So here’s a threat, disguised as a question
Are you going my way tonight?
And buoyed by the sting of the liquor
I’ll swing like the dandy I’m not
For joy seems to come so much quicker
When measured and guzzled in shots

So I’ll sit down, but maybe later
‘Cos now I’m balanced on the edge of a sword
And you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down with all hands on board

[Felix Hagan]
So darling, don’t say that I’m lazy
When nothing’s what I’m trying to do
For though my trajectory’s hazy
I’m determined and I’m coming for you
Through these massed ranks of shadows
I’m steaming like a thousand ton tank
And unseemly bon mots are my ammo
But suddenly I’m firing blanks

So I’ll sit down, but maybe later
‘Cos now I’m balanced on the edge of a sword
And you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down with all hands on board
[Both]
And so, while morality slumbers
We’ll dance as we’re twisting the knife
For innocence is there to be plundered
Oh darling, this is the life

So sit down, but maybe later
‘Cos now I’m balanced on the edge of a sword
And you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down with all hands on board

So string up the entertainer
‘Cos people are so easily bored
But you’re my little Lusitania
And you’re going down
You’re going down
You’re going down with everyone on board