Wild Thing

Time can make more rubble out of dreams than anything
In a quiet neighborhood where she's living without wings
There's eyes behind the curtains and there's ears below the floor
Cracks inside the ceiling and there's shadows at the door
The boredom stirs a rage inside her soul
A rage that reaches out and takes control.

Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing.

Nine days out alone, sleep in the dirt
She walks back into town with blood stains on her shirt
Everyone has questions but no one wants to know
How far the anger in someone can really make them go
Her tangled hair and mud stains on her knees
Bruised ribs and rips on the side of her jeans.

Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing.

Well, I used to be a citizen in this town
'Til my teeth turned gray and my hair fell out
All the civil decent people, they don't want to know
But a girl looking for trouble said she'd give me a go.

While everybody's sleeping in the town this night
From the crooked clock tower to the borderline
And night star static in the winter breeze
She's lying in the moonlight with her hands between my knees.

She says it's all right, well, it's all right by me
She says it's all right, well, it's all right by me
She says it's all right, well, it's all right by me.

Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing
Baby, she's a wild thing.