Wild America - Wayne Kramer

Wild on the boulevard

No name on your t-shirt

Night wild girlchild

Tough thumbs in your belt

On the eye shadow run

From a lover who beats you

Never admitting

The hurt can be felt

Ten days of driving

The strain started showing

All out of cigarettes

All out of pills

Did you fall out of love

By the ohio state line?

No romantic illusions

No promise of thrills

Running, running

Wild america

Runninmg on empty

Running on pride

Running, running

Wild america

Running on legends

And will to survive

A wild statistic

Caged by computer

Telling tales of torture

In the lincoln street jail

With masochist swagger

And shivering devilment

And bailbond bravado

As thin as it’s pale

Running, running

Wild america

Running on empty

Running on pride

Running, running

Wild america

Running on legends

And will to survive