The Wild Kind

(part I) I feel your head exploding And now i hear you mourning For a world of never knowing Delights of stepping out of line With the wild kind I see your body glowing It’s not so easy to define The wild kind (part II) A spirit overflowing Will sleep when it stops growing A world of whistle blowing Is something to leave far behind If you don’t mind I see the cannons loading Let’s stay and fight For the wild kind (part III) You’re not the type to pass this by We ask you do you feel alive? You’re not the type to keep this alight We ask you do you feel alive? You’re not the type to stand aside We ask you do you feel alive? You’re not the type to pass this by We ask you do you feel alive? You’re not the type to keep this alight We ask you do you feel alive? You’re not the type to stand aside We ask you do you feel alive? (part IV) I see the cannons loading let’s stay and fight For the wild kind The wild kind Let’s stay and fight For the wild kind...