With The Wind

Satan is old news
God's the new satan
Now shock rock ain't so
Your red leather
Costume, getup
Has been worn
So often before
Really takes the punch
Out of what you do
But you knew that too
Who you fooling?

With the wind, where it blows
Whate'er sells, you don't mind
Not the fringe
So contrived
Unimportant
Soon tossed to the side
Despite what you say
No one's really fooled
You dance at the end of the string