Sleepy
town,
ain't got no guts to budge
Baby, this emptiness
has already been judged
I want to go out tonight,
I want to find out what I got
You're a strange part of me,
you're a preacher girl
And I don't want no piece
of this mechanical world
Got my arms open wide
and my blood is running hot
We'll take that midnight road
right to the devil's door
And even the white angels of Eden
with their flaming swords
Won't be able to stop
us from hitting town
in this dirty old Ford
Well, it don't take no nerve
when you got nothing to guard
I got tombstone in my eyes
and I'm running real hard
My baby was a lover
an d the world just
blew her away
Once they tried to steal my heart,
beat it right into my head
But baby they didn't know
that I was born dead
I am the Iceman,
fighting for the right to live
I say, better than the glory
roads of heaven
Better off right hand bound in the dirt
Better than the bright lights
of the freeway
Better than the shadows
of your daddy's church
Better than the waiting, baby,
better off is the search
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh