As the rain streams down my face
There's no turning back now
Outnumbered, out of place
They said go west young man, that's best
It's there you'll feel no pain
Bel-Air's okay if you dig the grave
There's a madness in my soul tonight
Will I run out of control tonight
Until every trace is gone
It's a winding road from Cuesta way
Though Canoga Park is a straight safe drive
But now the headlights are flashin'by so fast
All directions seems the same
And the windscreen wipers keep a beat repeatin'
What's in a name on the street tonight
I'm only a face in the crowd
All in the dark and afraid tonight
Nowhere to run or to hide
Sometimes the world outside'll take you in
And you so blinded with desire
A hundred sleepless nights have left me
But I can take it I'm hangin'on
There's a madness in my soul tonight
Must ride it like the storm
Will I run out of control tonight
Until every trace is gone