Wild Hearted Son - The Cult

I shoot from the hip now

Fist raised in the air

A whirlwind dreamer

With my head high in the clouds

Don’t take me too lightly

I got the blues power baby

Just a breed of society

Pushin’hard and stealin’free

Don’t you try to lay no trip on me

I’m a wild hearted son

I’m comin’down like a rolling stone

Wild hearted son

Hey mama the world didn’t want me to run

Wild hearted son

I was born to the city

But I longed to run free

A screaming horse in my belly

Scar on my heart

I live outside of convention

You know the people who stare

Just a breed of society

I’m pushin’hard and stealin’free

Don’t try to lay no trip on me

I’m a wild hearted son

I’m comin’down like a rolling stone

Wild hearted son

Lil’honey the world didn’t want me to run

Wild hearted son

Wild hearted son

The world didn’t want me to run

Try to break me down down down

Wild heart shoot me down in flames

Wild heart

Wild hearted son

The world didn’t want me to run

Wild hearted son