the wild people

my sin

my sin is done and it won't be forgiven

i'm gone

i'm gone

i'm going where the wild people living

gone where the wild

wild people living

so long alone

close to the bone

they kill the messenger

they kill the taxman waiting in line

they kill the passenger where the train and taxi collide

a holiday has come

my mind has escaped into hiding

i've shot away my life

out where the wild people riding

out where the wild

the wild people riding

so long alone

close to the bone

mama mama ma please

please don't kill the messenger man

mama mama ma please

please don't kill the passenger man

saturday i'm sick

i'm sick with a virus descending

burn sunday to the quick

to the quick with a match on a mile long stick

my sin

my sin is done and it won't be forgiven

i'm gone

i'm gone

i'm gone where the wild people living

gone where the wild

wild people living

so long alone

close to the bone

mama mama ma please

please don't kill the messenger man

mama mama ma please

please don't kill the passenger man