Sleepy town ain't got the guts to budge. Baby this emptiness has already been judged. I wanna go out tonight I wanna find out what I got. You're a strange part of me you're a preacher's girl. And I don't want no piece of this mechanical world. Got my arms open wide and my blood is runnin' hot. We'll take the midnight road right to the devil's door. And even the white angels of Eden with their flamin' swords. Won't be able to stop us from hittin' town in this dirty old Ford. Well it don't take no nerve when you got nothin to guard. I got tombstones in my eyes and I'm runnin' real hard. My baby was a lover and the world just blew her away. Once they tried to steal my heart beat it right outta my head. But baby they didn't know that I was born dead. I am the Iceman fightin' for the right to live. I say better than the glory roads of heaven better off ridin'. Hellbound in the dirt better than the bright lines of the freeway. Better than the shadows of your daddy's church. Better than the waiting baby better off is the search.