Call of the Wild
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Hit it boys!
The night they took him to the graveyard
It was moonlight; call of the wild
They forced him to bury his father
Oh boy, he was only a child
He grew older, meaner and vicious
And the glance of his eyes got malicious
He thought about revenging his father
He sweared he would turn out as another
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
He travelled on trail wide and narrow
He would draw and shoot at any shadow
Checking the decks with his back to the wall
Hiding the tracks of his lonely call
The blood on his hands was still dripping
Hunting by instinct and no sleeping
He remembered the face of the gunman
Who slaughtered his dad the same evening
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
The night they took him to the graveyard
It was moonlight; call of the wild
They forced him to bury his father
Oh boy, he was only a child
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Call of the wild
Come on, call of the wild
It's the call of the wiiiiild
C-c-call of the wild
We went out riding
Me and my girlfriend Sue
Riding through the desert
Where noone ever gets through
We got off our horses
And laid down in the sand
Suddenly I noticed
That we were in Disneyland..
- And I was looking at the sky
Looking at the *** above
Thinking 'bout the days
When we were still in love
Sweet, sweet, sweet harmless love...
We saw the hills in the distance
Their shape was coming clear
Her voice was full of tension
As she whispered in my ear:
- If you take me there I'll make you fly!!
(She petted my hand and she gave me the eye...)
- We'll be closer to God - Oh me, oh my
I didn't know she was going to die!
Chorus
We was heading for the mountains
And we started climbing up...
But when we reached the viewpoint
Sue decided to drop - Aaaaaaaargh
She fell for an hour
Turning 'round and 'round like a wheel
And when she hitted the bottom
I knew my heart would never heal!!!
Now I'm looking at the stars...
I'm your cigarette man
I'm doing the best I can
I'm your cigarette man
I'm doing the best I can
You might find me on your TV-screen
Or on the cover of a magazine
But I'll be sitting on a horse
With a smoke of course
Coz I'm the Marlboroman
- I'm the Marlboroman
Coz I'm the Marlboroman
- I'm the Marlboroman
I just stand here in the shade
I'm american made
Coz I'm tough and I'm mean
I'm the american dream
Do as I: Inhale, don't blow it!
You'll get the feeling & you know it...
When the smoke gets to your brain...
It makes you quite insane...
Coz I'm the Marlboroman
- I'm the Marlboroman
Coz I'm the Marlboroman
- I'm the Marlboroman
I'm countin' the cattle: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
I'm countin' the cattle
Just to check if there alive
I'm countin' the cattle: 6, 7, 8, 9, 10
I'm countin' the cattle once again.
Well, the first little cow
She went for a climb, fell off the
Mountain - and then we were 9
The second little cow, she went out
For a date
Discovered it was Wolfie
And then we were 8
I'm countin'...
Well number 3 & number 4
They were longhorned chicks
- Met some horny bulls
And now I'm only countin' 6
Number 5, 6 & 7 went out without their key
The're hanging at the butchers
And I'm only counting 3
I'm countin'...
Well the 8·9 said: - We're never havin'
Fun!! They packed their things
And left! And I'm only countin'
1!!
Well here we are
Me and Molly
She is brown
-Spottet,
Cheerful
And she is
Jolly
Our son is a
Muuhtant
- But who
Gives a
Damn...
- I mean, when the folks
Downtown, calls us:
Mister and mam!!
I'm counting...
Jackie O went ridin'
To the Wounded Knee...
Jackie O was killed
In the battle in 73...
- I was his last friend
And I watched him die...
As the angel grabbed him
- I said: Fly Jackie fly!
Jackie went from pain and misery
To join the warriors
Down at Wounded Knee
I watched the dying Jackie
Untill the morning broke
The distant thunder faded
Of the blue-shirts second stroke...
I knew the fight was over
And we had lost again
Both here and in South Dakota
Where I had lost a friend!!.
Jackie went from pain and misery
To Join the warriors
Down at Wounded Knee
I grew up under a stetson® in Omaha...
But my mama she told me
I wouldn't go far
Now I'm out on the highway
Every night & day
Just driving the cattle
From N.Y. to L.A.
Me & my 18 wheeler
Across the USA
Me & my 18 wheeler
Every night & day
Now my mom & dad are proud to see
The stickers on my window
And my Disneyland t·ee
The diesel engine take me away
Way across the USA
Chorus
Singing: Yiiiiipiiiii - yiiiiipiiiii yiiiiipiiaai
This diesel engine takes me away
Singing: Yiiiiipiiiii - yiiiiipiiiii yiiiiipiiaai
Way across the USA
I was out in the wild
Trying to catch some supper
And bring it home to sweet mama..
But when the pony headed back
To our home valley..
I knew I'd been gone too long:
- And I crossed the Rock River the day before she died
I reached home just afer dark..
Looking for mama
But she was nowhere on our land...
So I kicked the frontdoor open
Saw the rope above her
And the shadow of the dirty gunman...
- And I crossed the Rock River the day before she died
I chased him through Arkansas
From Texas to Missouri...
He took me up north
From Saint Antoine To Saint Louis
He was haunted
But I had the time
I wanted him back
To the scene of the crime
- And he crossed the Rock River the day before he died...
Well, we reached Rock River
And we reached the other side...
He looked back
Kinda fraid for his life
I pulled my trigger
And I hitted him
Right between the eyes
And then I roped him up to mama
To the roaches & the flys...
Rock River Rock River
Rock River Rock River
Rock River
Hey Jonnie...
Put that gun down
You see we're not alone
You look so square
Standing there, with your greasy
Grey long hair.
I remember growing up together
Sharing all kinds of weather
We were to small kids
In a dusty town...
Your trail was trouble, mine was
Homebound:
That's when you reach for
Your revolver...
That's when you reach for
Your gun...
Well, we heard the stories
On the wire
Death was your only desire
Stayin' away made you hard to
Blame..
But killing my love made me
Stop your game:
That's when I reach for
My revolver...
That's when I reach for
My gun...
He laid face down
In the desert sand
Clutching a sixgun
In his hand
And me & Maria went to watch him die.
Suddenly the raised and said:
Help me now, or I shoot you dead!.
- I got an arrow in my back
And it aches as hell!!
So we jumped on down in the yellow sand
Started helping this gunfighting man
He was sixfeet tall'n'four feet wide
And the wagon tipped from side to side
Driving into the red, red sun
Poor mule he could hardly run
I turned my head to Maria
And she turned her head to mine:
And we knew...
What he was going to do
He was going to shoo-oo-oy
His whole way through
And his name was on the pistol
- And he was son of a gun!!
As we went driving into town
We saw these posters all around
There was a big reward upon his head
- Coz' the marshall wanted to see
him dead...
As we talked about this gunfighting man
We saw the steel in his hand:
Now folks I want to see you run!
To the rythm of my gun!!
And we knew...
Well I was saved & I was glad
Thanks to my old stetson hat®
It went through the top
Only leaving a spot
It was fabricated by an indian bud
Who did not now that he was hot
Hanging on the posters everywhere...
So I took one step back
And tipped my hat
And looked him in his eyes
Aom shit he was telling me the
Dirtiest lies
I had no time to get away
I was trapped in the USA
C'mon Maria, let's get out of his war...
And we knew...
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And we knew...
Dow! Flam bam! Pow! Bow!
I'm looking at the sky, I'm trying
Not to cry, coz' it's over
The're turning down the light
It's late now
Wave the last
Goodbye...
Coz it's after dark now
And Disneyland is closed
We've been served
Icecold beer
And Walt is our host
It's after dark now
And Disneyland is closed...
The party is over
The night is here
Let's bring out a toast...