The Crowd Goes Wild

See the man of misfortune He's so broken and so tortured And the crowd goes wild And the crowd goes wild Coming down through the ages Just rewriting all the pages And the crowd goes wild Still the crowd goes wild And the mob cries out for more From the bull and the matador You don't that you're hooked But you just can't look away War is hell ain't it brothers Angry children, widowed mothers Still the crowd goes wild Yeah the crowd goes wild Higher places uninvited Keep the races so divided And the crowd goes wild Yeah the crowd goes wild And the cycle goes on and on Somebody done somebody wrong Though the words may change the headlines Stay the same And the cycle goes on and on Somebody done somebody wrong Though the words may change the headlines Stay the same And the crowd goes wild And the crowd goes wild