Storms are breaking in California From the East Coast a twister comes She lies waiting for her lovers A crumpled rag doll that's cast away Then they call her on the phone Telling lies that she can see through So they'll live inside their hell tonight Knowing they were saving their own skins Signing up for high adventure Young and innocent so alive Mules and asses held the high ground While the lions stood like sitting ducks Then they drove them through the fire With a cry of "we know better" So they'll live inside their hell tonight Knowing they were saving their own skins Sailing oceans to a new life Friends and family are tied as one Captain's table rocks with laughter Glasses raised to a job well done And the market place is waiting For the souls that can't be bought So they'll burn inside their hell tonight Knowing they were shaming mankind Like a dead bird in a green field Still and peaceful the body lay I don't need to witness something To confirm all my deepest fears But I climb inside my car And I stop the help arriving So I'll live inside my hell tonight Knowing I was only gloating