Iceman (Studio Outtake - 1977)

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 outta 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