Lipstick on my face
Thunder in the sky
The shades are drawn
Don’t 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 four
Ain’t 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
Attack of the ghost riders
Attack of the ghost riders
Attack
Attack of the ghost riders
Attack of the ghost riders
Attack of the ghost riders
Attack of the ghost riders