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!