The Kid Goes Wild

Whoa! Bad Billy Billy went drivin' on a Saturday night Headed for trouble with a bottle of wine He took his pistol and his shotgun, ready for action Flyin' higher than a rocket out of control He said I ain't got money I ain't got fame But after tonight they're gonna know my name Angry and young, under the gun The kid goes wild! Rebel alone, heart of a stone The kid goes wild! The kid goes wild! Billy pulled up to Big Jim's Liquor Store Pulled his pistol and demanded his pay They say he shot that man straight thru the head, no passion Now bad young Billy's got the Law on his trail A cold blood murder For twenty and change The very next day the newspaper read Angry and young, under the gun The kid goes wild! Rebel alone, heart of a stone The kid goes wild! The kid goes wild! Wild! Bad Billy Billy's on the run tonight he's a nightmare Fire burnin' in his eyes Blood's boiling hot Hell bent and out of control He's out of control "Oh, you fucken cops! You'll never gonna get me. You'll never take me alive! You Pull that fucken gun, you'd better use it! Cuz I'm not going down and I'm not going To jail and I'm not doing any fucken time! This is my night! I'm alive! Ow! Angry and young, under the gun The kid goes wild! Rebel alone, heart of a stone The kid goes wild! Angry and young, under the gun The kid goes wild! Rebel alone, heart of a stone The kid goes wild! Angry and young, under the gun The kid goes wild! Rebel alone, heart of a stone The kid goes wild! Angry and young, under the gun The kid goes wild! Rebel alone, heart of a stone The kid goes wild!