Come and give me that wildfire The uncivilized sound that I love The primitive ragga...
Words and music: lindsay west, mike reno, jimmy lee douglas I'll try to tell you...
The wild bride lives In the back of a forest On a black dark path...
All right Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your cool face...
The hills were alive with wildflowers And i was as wild, even wilder than they...
Well i wandered in To the house of mirrors With...
Well i wandered in To the house of mirrors With...
We've talked it to death, cryin' on the telephone. Nights...
I'm sitting on the toilet With my sunglasses on Wondering...
Well i wandered in To the house of mirrors With...
Oh, marianne Please don't marry that insurance man I just...
She paints her fingernails forbidden tones She wants nervous youth...
I'm sitting on the toilet With my sunglasses on Wondering...
Stand before it to the nines Hurry up and get...
It is a hurtin' thing you don't wanna talk about...