Wild East — текст песни (Ian Hunter)

(ian hunter)



Well its tuesday night

How Id like to be inside at this time

Watchin t.v. is killin me

Its such a drag tonight

I feel like jason

Just found a rusty fleece

And the cyclops all laughin at me

You cant 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

Dont argue with a sawn off piece

Im a crazy son, mama

I love the grease of wild east

Wild east wild east

Wild east wild east

Wild east wild east

Wild east wild east



Now jezebel dont 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)