IGGY POP - Wild America lyrics

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One night out in l.a.<br>I met a mexicana<br>With a butchy girlfriend<br>Who I thought was a man<br>They took me to the alley<br>To have a little chat<br>People lined the corner<br>Doin' this and that<br>In wild america<br><br>Now I 'm in a black car<br>With my mexicana<br>She's got methedrine but<br>I want marijuana<br>I don 't want to drive home<br>Not in my condition<br>So I ask my friend matt<br>To handle the ignition<br>In wild america<br>Exterminate the brutes<br><br>(live interview:<br>Rollins: yeah<br>Iggy: yeah<br>Rollins: yeah<br>Iggy: yeah<br>Iggy: well I mean I like it here...do you have anything you' d like to say to america? <br>Rollins: I'd iust like to say at this point that i' m 24 hour, 7 day a week, 365 day a year american)<br><br>I was glad that debbie<br>Had a sense of humor<br>This time of the morning<br>I tend to get gloomy<br>She laughed and said iggy,<br>You have got a biggy!<br>I had no reply<br>So I just closed my eyes<br>In wild america<br>Exterminate the brutes<br>They're goin' wild<br>Goin' wild<br>They' re goin' wild<br>They' re goin' wild baby<br>They got all kinds of fuckin' stuff<br>They got everything you could imagine<br>They' re so God dammed spoiled<br>They' re poisoned inside<br>They iudge a man by what he's got<br>And they wanta have more and more<br>More power, more freedom<br>Taller kids, longer lives<br>Everything, bigger houses, slaves, woa