Tytuł: Wild east

• Wykonawca: Ian Hunter
• Wyświetleń: 307

  
   Well it's Tuesday night
  How I'd like to be inside at this time
  Watchin' T.V. is killin' me
  It's such a drag tonight
  I feel like Jason
  Just found a rusty fleece
  And the Cyclops all laughin' at me
  You can't tame Wild East
  Wild East Wild East
  Wild East Wild East
  
  Now some cynic from the methadone clinic
  He keeps on bothering me
  He writes all my lyrics backwards on diapers
  And hangs 'em from the local trees
  Watch out, white boy
  Don't argue with a sawn off piece
  I'm a crazy son, Mama
  I love the grease of Wild East
  Wild East Wild East
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  Wild East Wild East
  
  Now Jezebel don't feel too well, she talks to Jane
  'Bout a one way conversation on a subway train
  Hey! They took away her wallet and her valise
  Love hate, love hate, love hate, love hate, Wild East
  Wild East Wild East
  Wild East Wild East
  Wild East Wild East
  Wild East come on crazy Wild East
  
  (repeat and fade)