Wild America Songtext
von Wayne Kramer

Wild on the boulevard, no name on your t-shirt
Night wild girl child, tough thumbs in your belt
On the eye shadow run from a lover that beat you
Never admitting the hurt can be felt

Ten days of driving and the screen started showing
All out of cigarettes, all out of pills
Did you fall out of love by the Ohio state line?
No romantic illusion, no promise of thrills


Running, running, wild America
Running on empty, running on pride
Running, running, wild America
Running on legends and the will to survive

Wild statistic caged by computer
Telling tales of torture in the Lincoln street jail
Whip-massacre swagger and shivering devilment
And bail bond 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 the will to survive


Running, running, wild America
Running on empty, running on pride
Running, running, wild America
Running on legends and the will to survive