Waching daily Aug 2 2017

♫ Long hair and longer stride

♫ Skateboarding afair with a primal tribe

♫ In your cutoff painted pants

♫ Charging 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 the summer playing coy

♫ In the attics of the city night

♫ We talked corso and the MC5

♫ You could dance like

♫ We were all alright

♫ 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

♫ 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 misled

♫ 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 anywhere

♫ Mmm, mmm

♫ Mmm

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