One night out in L.A. I met a Mexicano With a butchy girlfriend, who I thought was a man They took me to the alley to have a little chat People lined the corner doin' this and that
In wild America, wild America, wild America, wild America
Now I'm in a black car with my Mexicano She's got Methedrine but I want marijuana I don't want to 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, exterminate the brutes, alright
{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 Exterminate the brutes, exterminate the brutes
They're goin' wild, goin' wild, goin' wild, 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, woah