Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ray Wylie Hubbard
Vocals
Lzzy Hale
Vocals
John 5
Electric Guitar
Julian Raymond
Acoustic Guitar
Tom Bukovac
Electric Guitar
Tony Lucido
Bass Guitar
Victor Indrizzo
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray Wylie Hubbard
Composer
Jaimee Harris
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ray Wylie Hubbard
Producer
Julian Raymond
Producer
Mark Dobson
Recording Engineer
Pat Manske
Recording Engineer
Lars Fox
Recording Engineer
Chris Lord-Alge
Mixing Engineer
Brian Judd
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Adam Chagnon
Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
So there we were at that club in Austin
You were wearing your black leather jacket (ooh-yeah)
The band was loud and not that good
You said, "Rock 'n' roll is such a corporate racket"
I said, "I don't believe in nothing at all (oh, no)
Except I believe I'll have another drink"
You looked at me with those you had enough eyes
Said your drunk is getting blacker than India ink
So I'm going down in flames
Stark raving, full tilt, untamed
The prodigal son exiled
Some of God's children just naturally wild
Naturally wild
Some days, I wanna jump out of my skin
I lost so many nights and the next days
Might bе too late to reach for redеmption
The forgotten and rotten ain't got time to pray
So I'm going down in flames
Stark raving, full tilt, untamed
The prodigal son exiled
Some of God's children just naturally wild
Naturally wild
So there we were at that club in Austin
They yelled last call from behind the bar
I walked to the stage and shouted, "Your band sucks"
Then I was in handcuffs in the back of a police car
So I'm going down in flames (down in flames)
Stark raving, full tilt, untamed
The prodigal son exiled
Some of God's children just naturally wild
So I'm going down in flames
Stark raving, full tilt, untamed
The prodigal son exiled
Some of God's children just naturally wild
Naturally wild
Writer(s): Ray Wylie Hubbard, Jaimee Harris
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