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Wild Wild Life
  • Wild Wild Life
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These lyrics so eloquently describe cocaine addiction. DAMN

David Byrne is a god.

I’m wearin' Fur pajamas
I ride a hot Potata’
It’s tickling my fancy
Speak up, I can’t hear you

Here on this mountaintop, Woahoho
I got some wild, wild life
I got some news to tell ya, Woahoho
About some wild, wild life
Here comes the doctor in charge, Woahoho
She’s got some wild, wild life
Ain’t that the way you like it? Ho, ha!
Living wild, wild life.

I wrestle, with your conscience
You wrestle, with your partner
Sittin’ on a window sill, but he spends time behind closed doors

Check out Mr. Businessman, Oh, ho ho
He bought some wild, wild life
On the way to the stock exchange, Oh, ho ho
He got some wild, wild life
Break it up when he opens the door, Whoahoho
He’s doin’ wild, wild life
I know that’s the way you like it, Wo ho
Living wild, wild life

Peace of mind?
Piece of cake!
Thought control!
You get on board anytime you like

Like sittin’ on pins and needles
Things fall apart, it’s scientific

Sleeping on the interstate, Woah, uh oh!
Getting wild, wild life
Checkin’ in, a checkin’ out! Uh oh!
I got a wild, wild life
Spending all of my money and time, Oh, uh oh
Done too much wild, wild
We wanna go, where we go, where we go
Oh, ho ho!
I doing wild, wild
I know it, that’s how we start, Uh, huh
Got some wild, wild life
Take a picture, here in the daylight, Oh, ho!
And it’s a wild, wild life
You’ve grown so tall, you’ve grown so fast, Oh, ho ho
Wild, wild
I know that’s the way you like it, Oh, ho!
Living wild wild wild wild, life.