Iceman (Album Version)

Written by：Bruce Sprin

Sleepy town ain't got the guts to budge

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 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 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 they didn't know

That I was born dead

I am the iceman

Fighting for the right to live

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

Better off this search