[Alice Cooper/Jack Ponti/Vic Pepe/Bob Pfeifer]

I got a ticket to to nowhere
I got no respect for the law
I got no use 'cause it's all abuse
It's the cutting edge of the saw

Ain't got no tiime for the future
Ain't got no time for the past
 [bad word] up a down escalator
I'm going nowhere fast

I'm hanging on like a spider
Blowing in the wind
This storm's gonna tear a hole
Right [bad word] this web I'm in

 [bad word] 
Thunder lightning
The wind outside is so [bad word] frightening
But it's alright, all right
Stand clear
You're living in the hurricane years
In the hurricane years

I've been [bad word] major [bad word] 
I've seen [bad word] terrorists' eyes
Sometimes I feel no emotion
Sometimes I break down and cry
I need to walk on a wire
I need a layer of skin
I need a preacher breathing fire
To burn away my sins

And I can't help the victims
On the side of the road
And I can't stop the cyclone
That's about to explode

 [bad word] 

Turn my eyes to heaven
Watching all the clouds roll by
I see the blood moon rising
I know I'm way too young to die

 [bad word]