Days of Wild Songtext
von Prince & The New Power Generation

Welcome to the Dawn
You′ve just accessed the Wild Experience
Ho- ho- hold onto your wits
Break down
This is a bust
Hold onto your wits
Pour your sour motherfuckers up against the wall
If you don't play, bite the dust, ′cause in a couple of simple
Fucking phrases, I'm gonna hue you to the fucking plazer
The brand new mad style
Y'all say, "Are the days of wild." Hell yeah
Hold onto your wits
Hold onto your wits
Fuck guns and weed, brother, please
We′re too wise for nonsense
The other ′90s was better suited for that biz
Back when Dick was fucking Liz
Before soda pop had fizz
Don't blame it on your jock strap full of jizz
Mentality so insane


I got to take nine to it and it′s called my brain
Shoot another brother, not today
Death from envy is the only way
I can tear shit up, y'all
That′s my style
These are the days of wild
Put 'em up
Hold onto your wits
These are the days of wild
Hold onto your wits
These are the days of wild
Hook a bitch and hoe, I don′t think so
I only knew one and never told her though
I thought about it many times
Diss me?
That's the kind of shit to make you change your mind
Is your blood type the type that flows?
Is your blood type the type just stereo?
A woman every day should be thanked
Not disrespected, not raped and spanked
And if a woman ever said I did
She's a motherfucking liar and I′m a fed up kid
I′m gonna tear shit up, y'all
That′s my style
These are the days of wild
Hold onto your wits
These are the days of wild
Hold onto your wits
Oh, oh, by the way, I play bass guitar
These are the days
These are the days of wild
These are the days of wild
Tennis shoes and caps and that's that
Up until the day another one will laugh behind your back
Say we all look the same
God bless America, home of the brave
I′d rather dress to make a woman stare
I'm putting on something that another won′t dare
Some freezer burger badly cooked
If you still got loot, then who's the fool?
Everybody want to take a stand
Mind your own motherfucking, let a man be a man
I'ma tear shit up, y′all
That′s my style
These are the days of wild
Put 'em up
Hold onto your wits
These are the days of wild
Hold onto your wits
These are the days of wild
Keep that shit going, play it, Nick
Whoo
Whip it
Yeah, right there
Don′t move
Justin, turn the lights off
Stop the cameras
Turn the lights off
Ah, yeah, ah, yeah
Oh, I had a...
Uh, look here
Minneapolis
Can you do me a favor?
I need to hear your voices tonight
I want to check my choir
I want everybody in this whole building
Free the slave
Can you say that?
Let me hear you
Free, uh, the slave
Uh, come on, everybody
Uh, too funky
Say it
Free the slave
Uh, you keep them going
That beat's too good, come on
Uh
Free the slave
I can′t hear you
Free the slave
Ah, hell yeah
Give me the beat
Let me hear you
Free
Whoo
Uh, Minneapolis in the house and say it
Free the slave
Uh, rock and roll's alive tonight, y′all
Let me hear you
Uh
Free the slave
Uh, everybody got a little slave in them tonight
Say it
Free the slave
Uh, come on, band
Come on, band
All y'all, say it
Hold onto your wits
These are the days of wild
Hold onto your wits
These are the days of wild.Break it down
Ho!
Minneapolis
Hold it, hold it
Uh
Hey, yeah
On the one, Tommy Tha
Ow!
Ah, ah, ah
Hold on to your wish
Ah, ah, ah
Down in there for a while
Ah, ah, ah
Hold on to your wish
Ah, ah, ah
Down in there for a while
For a while
Hold on to your wish
Ah, ah, ah
Down in there for a while
Ah, ah, ah
Hold on to your wish
Ah, ah, ah
Down in there for a while
Hold on
Ho!
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