Iggy Pop - Wild America lyrics

Album: American Caesar (1993)

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 & that
In wild America

Now I am in a black car
With my Mexicana
She has got methedrine but
I want marijuana
I do not wanna 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: Yea
IGGY: Yea
ROLLINS: Yea
IGGY: Yea
IGGY: Well I mean I like it here.
IGGY: Do you´ve anything
you would like to say to America?
ROLLINS: I would just like to say at this point
that I am a 24 hour, 7 day a week, 365 day a
yeahr American

I was glad that Debbie
Had a sense of humor
This time of the morning
I tend to get gloomy
She laughed & said "Iggy,
You´ve got a biggy!"
I had no reply
So I just closed my eyes
In wild America
Exterminate the brutes
They are goin´ wild
Goin´ wild
They are goin´ wild
They are goin´ wild baby
They got all kinds of f*ckin´ stuff
They got everything you could imagine
They are so god dammed spoiled
They are poisoned inside
They judge a man by what he has got
And they wanta have more & more
More power
More freedom
Taller kids
Longer lives
Everything
Bigger houses
Slaves
Woa

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