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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeIceman
Sleepy town ain't got the guts to budgeBaby, this emptiness has already been judgedI wanna go out tonight, I wanna find out what I gotYou're a strange part of me, you're a preacher's girlAnd I don't want no piece of this mechanical worldGot my arms open wide and my blood is runnin' hotWe'll take the midnight road right to the devil's doorAnd even the white angels of Eden with their flamin' swordsWon't be able to stop us from hittin' town in this dirty old FordWell it don't take no nerve when you got nothin to guardI got tombstones in my eyes and I'm runnin' real hardMy baby was a lover and the world just blew her awayOnce they tried to steal my heart, beat it right outta my headBut baby they didn't know that I was born deadI am the Iceman, fightin' for the right to liveI say better than the glory roads of heaven, better off ridin'Hellbound in the dirt, better than the bright lines of the freewayBetter than the shadows of your daddy's churchBetter than the waiting, baby better off is the search
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