The song is about a ghost named Lucretia that Dave Mustaine believed had lived in his attic for some time. And so, she got a song.
The song uses an alternative vocal track for the 2004 remaster, as Dave Mustaine could not find the original vocal tracks. This is the same case for “Take No Prisoners”, and “Five Magics”, although for the former Mustaine completely rerecorded the vocals.
Lyrics of Lucretia
Sitting up late at night
I tiptoe through the darkness
Cold as Hell, black as spades
Aware of my immediate surroundings
In my place, I escape
Up into my hideout
Hiding from everyone
My friends all say "Dave, you're mental anyway" (Hey!)
Drift into a deeper state
I stalk the cobwebbed stairways
Dirt grits beneath my feet
The stair creaks, I precariously sneak (Yeah!)
Hypnosis guides my hand
I slip-slide through the walkways
Sit in granny's rocking chair
Memories are whirling by (Yeah!)
Reminisce in the attic
Lucretia waits impatiently
Cobwebs make me squint
The cobra so eloquently glints
Moonbeams surge through the sky
The crystal ball is energised
Surely that, like the cat waiting
Lucretia rocks away (Hey!)