Striker-The-God

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@TuanTheHedgehog10 So how do we chat now?????
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Striker-The-God

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Striker-The-God

@TuanTheHedgehog10 So how do we chat now?????
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Striker-The-God

big brother rode an Indian Scout
          It was black like his jacket
          American Spirit hangin' outta his mouth
          Just like our daddy
          He kicked started that bike one night and broke mama's heart
          He pointed that headlight west
          Out where the wild things are
          He'd call me up every couple of weeks
          From South California
          Talk about the desert and the Joshua Tree
          And his pretty girl stories
          And how he bought an Airstream trailer and a J-45 guitar
          Said, "Little brother, you'd love it out here
          Out where the wild things are"
          Oh, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreams
          Oh, the nights ignite like gasoline
          And light up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes dark
          Out where the wild things are
          I called my brother from the back of that plane
          The second I made it
          We started drinkin' on the strip in LA
          And then it got crazy
          Ended up at a house in the hills with some Hollywood stars
          Kissin' on a blonde in a backyard pool
          Out where the wild things are
          Oh, yeah
          Couple iron horse rebels
          Wild as the devil
          I knew I had to move back east
          Said goodbye to my brother
          At the end of that summer
          But I knew he'd never leave
          Oh, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreams
          Oh, where the nights ignite like gasoline
          And oh, them Indian Scouts, man, they're built for speed
          And oh, they said he hit that guardrail at half past three
          Lit up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes dark
          We buried him out in the wind 'neath the West Coast stars
          Out where the wild things are
          Out where the wild things are