(Mogg/Moore) 


We was going through a lifetime

I had a banshee on my back

We was down in Corpus Christie now

Picking up the slack

Now I was wondering where the wild boys

Had started off and gone

This memory's jamming buttons

Stuck on some old song


And if you get this message

Leave a sign or make a call

Mohammed's left his calling card

And it's written on the wall


Looking for the wild one, wild one

Looking for the wild one,

Looking for the wild one,

Looking for the wild one


She was gone in twenty seconds

Right before my eyes

No more honey kisses

No more long goodbyes

And I feel like pink nevada

Or cooler shade of blue

Mother earth is closer now

Walk me out in the morning dew


And if you get this message

Leave a sign or make a call

Mohammed's left his calling card

And it's written on the wall


Looking for the wild one, wild one

Looking for the wild one,

Looking for the wild one,

Looking for the wild one

Looking for the


Solo


Sometimes I stop breathing

Just to feel reborn

And it feels like rolling thunder

Blowing through the corn

Through my back pages

I can see the change 

There's a storm a'coming now

Coming through the rain


Solo


And I'm out here drifitng

A million miles alone

Floating in a spaceship somewhere

Falling like a stone,

Falling like a stone


Still looking for the wild one,

Yeah yeah