Text písně Wild America

One night out in L. A. 
i met a mexicana 
with a butchy girlfriend 
who i thought was a man 
they took me to the alley 
to have a little chat 
people lined the corner 
doin' this and that 
in wild america 

now i 'm in a black car 
with my mexicana 
she's got methedri ne but
i want marijuana
i don 't want to drive home
not in my condition
so i ask my friend matt
to handle the ignition
in wild america
exterminate the brutes

i was glad that Debbie
had a sense of humor
this time of the morning
i tend to get gloomy
she laughed and said "Iggy,
you have got a biggy!"
i had no reply
so i just closed my eyes
in wild america
exterminate the brutes
they're goin' wild
goin' wild
they' re goin' wild
they' re goin' wild baby
they got all kinds of fuckin' stuff
they got everything you could imagine
they' re so god dammed spoiled
they' re poisoned inside
they iudge a man by what he's got
and they wanta have more and more
more power, more freedom
taller kids, longer lives
everything, bigger houses, slaves, woa


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