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Текст (слова) песни: The Cult - Wild Hearted Son
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
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