©willbailey2005

There's a blood red moon risin'
As the vampires come out to play
Murderers and thieves rise from their beds
Deep in their hideaways
The distant beast of thunder
Calls it's hungry roar
Tonight there's gonna be a death ballet
Like you never seen before

Livin' it up in the wasteland
Livin' it up in the wasteland, baby
Livin' it up in the wasteland
We may escape with our lives

The hotrods lie in waiting
For their riders praying in the dust
There's a hunger and fear
That turns to angry lust

BRIDGE

And a million miles away there's people
In their fancy steel built homes
Who will pass away with thier family
Out here you die alone

The girls are hitchin' up their skirts
Hopin' to be caught
They're just cattle in the market ring
Ready to be sold and bought

Livin' it up in the wasteland
Livin' it up in the wasteland, baby
Livin' it up in the wasteland
We may escape with our lives