text: Sleepy town aint got the guts to budge
  Baby, this emptiness has already been judged
  I wanna go out tonight, I wanna find out what I got
  Youre a strange part of me, youre a preachers girl
  And I dont want no piece of this mechanical world
  Got my arms open wide and my blood is running hot
  Well take the midnight road right to the devils door
  And even the white angels of Eden with their flamin swords
  Wont be able to stop us from hitting town in this dirty old Ford
  Well it dont take no nerve when you got nothing to guard
  I got tombstones in my eyes and Im running 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 didnt 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 riding
  Hellbound in the dirt, better than the bright lines of the freeway
  Better than the shadows of your daddys church
  Better than the waiting
  Baby better off is the search