Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Cult
Performer
Billy Duffy
Electric Guitar
Ian Astbury
Vocals
Tommy Funderburk
Vocals
Charley Drayton
Bass Guitar
Mickey Curry
Drums
Richie Zito
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Billy Duffy
Songwriter
Ian Astbury
Songwriter
Lyrics
Wild hearted son
Baby, the world didn't want me to run
To try and break me down to my knees, yeah
Wild hearted, yeah-yeah, yeah
Well now
You know, I shoot from the hip now
My fist raised in the air
I'm a whirlwind dreamer, baby
With my head high in the clouds, yeah
Ow, don't take me too lightly
I got the blues power, baby
I'm just a breed of society
I'm pushin' hard and stealin' free
Don't you try to lay no trip on me, yeah
I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone
Wild hearted son, yeah
I'm a wild hearted son
Hey mama, the world didn't want me to run
Wild hearted son
Ow, I was born to the city
But I longed to roam free
Got a screaming horse in my belly
Scar on my heart
I live outside of convention
You know the people who stare
I'm just a breed of society
I'm pushin' hard and I'm stealin' free
Don't try to lay no trip on me, whoa
Cause I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah
Wild hearted son
I'm a wild hearted son
Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run, yeah
Wild hearted son
Baby, baby, yeah-yeah
Wild hearted son, yeah
The world didn't want me to run
Try to break me down, down...
I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah
Wild hearted son
I'm a wild hearted son
Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run
Wild hearted son, son, baby, yeah
Writer(s): William Henry Duffy, Ian Robert Astbury
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