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 running 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 hitting town in this dirty old ford well it don t take no nerve when you got nothing to guard i got tombstones in my eyes and i m 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 out of 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 riding 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
['classic rock', 'heartland rock', 'mellow gold', 'permanent wave', 'rock', 'singer-songwriter']