Dead Mans' Road - Running Wild

Loudest madness, silent sadness

Bedlam, raving mad

Frustration on the nation

Entertainment all the way

Perfect plastic, orgasmatic

Silicone valley on two legs

No meaning, TV-screening

Boneheads right en vogue

Straight on the long and lonely road

Into the void

You’re walking the wire

That leads you straight to dead man’s road

You’re walking on fire

Well, on the edge you lose yourself

On dead man’s road

Casted fastly, fallen castly

Cashing in on trashing arts

Ride the donkey that brings on the money

Champagne and celebrity