Lyrics:

A full-band demo of this song was recorded, and though not yet officially released, that recording can be heard on bootlegs.
Think of a no parking zone
Where armored cars keep this secret
And every heart seeks inspiration
It is full to maximum capacity

Leave your things in the street
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild

Wooden heads on the chopping block
And other hearts pumping ink
It spilled out over dreams of antiquity
Stained but full of ghostly charm

Leave your things in the street
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild


Leave your things in the street
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild
And run wild