Wild Age - Warren Zevon

    You've seen him leaning on the streetlight
    Listening to some song inside
    You've seen him standing by the highway
    Trying to hitch a ride
    Well, they tried so hard to hold him
    Heaven knows how hard they tried
    But he's made up his mind
    He's the restless kind

    He's the wild age
    He's the wild age
    He's the wild age

    Wild age
    It's the wild age
    And the law can't stop 'em
    No one can stop 'em
    At the wild age

    Mostly when the reckless years end
    Something's left to save
    Some of them keep running
    'Til they run straight in their graves

    To stay the wild age
    Stay the wild age
    Stay the wild age

    Wild age

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