The Doors Lyrics
6. Wild Child
All right Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your cool face Natural child, terrible child Not your mother's or your father's child Your our child, screamin' wild An ancient rulage of grains And the trees of the night Ha, ha, ha, ha With hunger at her heels Freedom in her eyes She dances on her knees Pirate prince at her side Stirrin' into a hollow idols eyes Wild child full of grace Savior of the human race Your cool face Your cool face Your cool face Do you remember when we were in Africa?
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