I'm flat on the floor with my head down low. Where the sky can't rain on me anymore. Don't knock on my door 'cause I won't come. I'm hidin' from the storm 'til the damage gets done.
Let's jump in my El Camino. Roll the windows down. Thought we'd see. What kind 'a trouble we could find. Out on this messed up little town. Put the Boss on the radio.