The Cult
The Cult - Wild Hearted Son songtekst
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Fist raised in the air A whirlwind dreamer With my head high in the clouds Don't take me too lightly I got the blues power baby Just a breed of society Pushin' hard and stealin' free Don't you try to lay no trip on me I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone Wild hearted son Hey mama the world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son I was born to the city But I longed to run free A screaming horse in my belly Scar on my heart I live outside of convention You know the people who stare Just a breed of society I'm pushin' hard and stealin' free Don't try to lay no trip on me I'm a wild hearted son I'm comin' down like a rolling stone Wild hearted son Lil' honey the world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son Wild hearted son The world didn't want me to run Try to break me down down down Wild heart shoot me down in flames Wild heart Wild hearted son The world didn't want me to run Wild hearted son