Long hair and longer stride Skateboard fair with a primal tribe And your cut off painter pants Charging down the craggy mountains with our thrift store friends Who you find so So in love with the falling earth Oh, you wake in the middle of the falling night With the summer playing coy And in the attics of the city night We talked corso and the MC5 And you could dance like We were all alright Only the wild ones Give you something and never want it back Oh, the riot and the rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones Are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now, no place to go but everywhere One I met in the green mountain state I dropped out and he moved away Heard he got some land down south Changed his name to a name the birds could pronounce Only the wild ones Give you something and never want it back Oh, the riot and the rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones Are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now, no place to go but everywhere No place to go but everywhere And in the city the mayor said Those who dance are all mislead So you packed your things and moved to the other coast Said you gonna be like Charlie Rose Only the wild ones Give you something and never want it back Oh, the riot and rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones Are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now, no place to go but everywhere Only the wild ones Give you something and never want it back Oh, the riot and rush of the warm night air Only the wild ones Are the ones you can never catch Stars are up now, no place to go but anywhere