Long hair and longer stride And your cut off painter pants Chargin down the craggy mountains with our thrift store friends Who you find so... so in love with the falling earth Oh you wake in the middle of the falling night with summer playing coy In the attics of the city night We talked corso and the MC5 You could dance like We were all ALL right
Only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back Oh the riot and the rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now no place to go... but everywhere
One I met in the green mountain state I dropped out, and he moved away Heard he got some land down south Changed his name to a name the birds could pronounce
And only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back Oh the riot and the rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now no place to go but everywhere...
No place to go but everywhere
And in the city the mayor said Those who dance are all mislead So you packed your things and moved to the other coast Said you gonna be like charlie rose Only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back Oh the riot and rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now no place to go... but everywhere
Only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back Oh the riot and rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now no place to go... but everywhereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
