Wild In The Streets

Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets

In the heat of the summer
Better call up the plumber
And turn on the street pump to cool me off

With your newspaper writers
And your big crime fighters
You'll still need a drugstore to cure my cough

Running wild in the streets
Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets

Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets
Wild in the streets

We got a gang called Shady
And a midnight lady
And two transvestites to beat the band

No, you better not touch us
You best believe us
Your teenage Johnny's gonna be a man

Runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets

Mrs. America
Tell me how is your favorite son?
And do you really care what he has done?

Runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, runnin' wild in the streets
Runnin' wild in the streets, wild in the streets
Wild in the streets, wild in the streets