Iggy Pop - Wild America lyrics

One night out in LA, I met a Mexicana
With a butchy girlfriend who I
Thought was a man they took me to the alley
To have a little chat
People lined the corners doin' this and that

In wild America wild America
Wild America wild America

Now I'm in a black car with my Mexicana
She's got methedrine, but I want marijuana
I don't wanna drive home, not in my condition
So I ask my friend Matt
To handle the ignition

In wild America in wild America
Wild America wild America

Exterminate the brutes
Exterminate the brutes
Exterminate the brutes, all right

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Well I mean, I like it here
Do you have anything you'd like
To say to America?
I'd just like to say at this point
That I'm a 24 hour, 7 day a week
365 day a year American

I was glad that Debbie had a sense of humor
This time of the morning
I tend to get gloomy
She laughed and said "Iggy
You have got a biggy!"
I had no reply, so I just closed my eyes

In wild America wild America
Wild America wild America

Exterminate the brutes
Exterminate the brutes

They're goin' wild goin' wild
They're goin' wild they're goin' wild
They're goin' wild they're goin' wild, baby
They're goin' wild, baby
They got all kinds of fuckin' stuff
They got everything you could imagine
They're so god dammed spoiled
They're poisoned inside
They judge a man by what he's got
And they wanna have more and more more power
More freedom taller kids
Longer lives everything
Bigger houses slaves
Woa