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