Lyrics Wild Son - Black Francis
She
fed
me
pictures,
better
than
scriptures
She
read
to
me
scriptures,
better
than
pictures
She
read
to
me
scriptures,
I
got
me
a
picture
And
I
dreamed
away
I'm
never
gonna
be
an
Onan
You
never
gonna
be
Tamar
I
can
feel
the
heat
of
your
little
darts
Begging
me
to
stay
It's
how
I
got
saved
So
don't
be
afraid
Of
the
wild
son
Don't
be
afraid
Hey,
I'm
your
pitcher
and
you're
my
catcher
If
you
get
butcher
then
I'ma
gonna
getcha
And
I'm-a
gonna
betcha
that
I'll
be
bitcher
And
get
carried
away
Here
I
am
alone
and
Waiting
for
another
day
I
can
hear
the
beating
of
my
sacred
parts
It
never
goes
away
It's
how
I
got
saved
So
don't
be
afraid
Of
the
wild
son
1 Lake of Sin
2 O My Tidy Sum
3 Rabbits
4 Wheels
5 Corrina
6 Six Legged Man
7 Wild Son
8 When I Go Down on You
9 Nonstoperotik
10 Cinema Star
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