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