paroles de chanson Wild America - Iggy Pop
One
night
out
in
L.A.
I
met
a
Mexicana
With
a
butchy
girlfriend
Who
I
thought
was
a
man
They
took
me
to
the
alley
To
have
a
little
chat
People
lined
the
corners
Doin'
this
and
that
In
wild
America
Now
I'm
in
a
black
car
With
my
Mexicana
She's
got
methedrine
but
I
want
marijuana
I
don't
want
to
drive
home
Not
in
my
condition
So
I
ask
my
friend
Matt
To
handle
the
ignition
In
wild
America
Exterminate
the
brutes
(LIVE
INTERVIEW)
ROLLINS:
Yeah
IGGY:
Yeah
ROLLINS:
Yeah
IGGY:
Yeah
IGGY:
Well
I
mean
I
like
it
here.
IGGY:
Do
you
have
anything
You'd
like
to
say
to
America?
ROLLINS:
I'd
just
like
to
say
at
this
point
That
I'm
a
24
hour,
7 day
a
week,
365
day
a
Year
American
I
was
glad
that
Debbie
Had
a
sense
of
humor
This
time
of
the
morning
I
tend
to
get
gloomy
She
laughed
and
said
"Iggy,
You
have
got
a
biggy!"
I
had
no
reply
So
I
just
closed
my
eyes
In
wild
America
Exterminate
the
brutes
They're
goin'
wild
Goin'
wild
They're
goin'
wild
They're
goin'
wild
baby
They
got
all
kinds
of
fuckin'
stuff
They
got
everything
you
could
imagine
They're
so
god
dammed
spoiled
They're
poisoned
inside
They
judge
a
man
by
what
he's
got
And
they
wanta
have
more
and
more
More
power
More
freedom
Taller
kids
Longer
lives
Everything
Bigger
houses
Slaves
Woa
1 Character
2 Social Life
3 Sickness
4 Beside You
5 Jealousy
6 Fuckin' Alone
7 Mixin' the Colors
8 Hate
9 It's Our Love
10 Highway Song
11 Boogie Boy
12 Perforation Problems
13 Caesar
14 Louie Louie
15 Wild America
16 Plastic & Concrete
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