Kevin Max - Out of the Wild lyrics

rate me

(Yeah, you can bring me up

Just like that)

Two thousand seventy-five

The freeways were still alive

See the people for miles and miles

Two-zero-seven-five

We were searching for a place to hide

Easy rider meets the end of time

You were young and I was wild

Two-zero-seven-five

And they blew down the buildings

And we stood in lines for bread

Just like Mother Russia back when she was still Red

Ding-dong! the Witch is dead

Ding-dong! the Witch is dead

Ding-dong! the Witch, she's dead, she's dead

From the shores of Nantucket to Los Angeles

She was swallowed up in

Petty greed

New York City—the sun doesn't shine

Hollywood is covered in vines

They dug up treasure from the Mayan Times

Two-zero-seven-nine

But the fire in their breast burned like a funeral Pyre

Museums are closing

And the animals all fled

Deep down in the city

Liberty's lost her head

Ding-dong! the Witch is dead

Ding-dong! the Witch, she's dead

Ding-dong! the Witch is dead, she's dead

From the shores of Nantucket to Los Angeles

She was swallowed up in

Petty greed

So tell me a story

And make it sweet

Like a tale from a dream

There is a city of gold up in the sky

A place where we never die (never die)

A place where we never die (never die)

Two-zero-ninety-nine

Two-zero-ninety-nine (nine)

Two-zero-ninety-nine (nine)

Two-zero-ninety-nine (nine)

Two-zero-ninety-nine

Two-zero-ninety-nine