So
there we were at the club in Austin
You were wearing your black leather jacket
The band was loud and not that good
You said,
rock and roll is such a corporate racket
I said,
I don't believe in nothing at all
Except I believe I'll have another drink
You looked at me with hope you've had enough I said,
you're drunk as getting blacker than
India Hank So I'm going down to Flames
Stop raving fools,
tell it untamed The prodigal son is out
Son of God's children just naturally wild Naturally wild
Some days I wanna jump out on the skin
I lost so many nights and the next days
Might be too late to reach for redemption
A forgotten rock make a town of grey
So I'm going down to Flames Stop raving fools,
tell it untamed
The prodigal son is out Son of God's children just naturally wild
Naturally wild
So there we were at that club in Austin
They yelled last call from behind the bar
I walked to the stage and shouted,
your bed sucks
Then I was hit head first in the back of a full inch car
So I'm going down to Flames Stop raving fools,
tell it untamed
The prodigal son is out Son of God's children just naturally wild
So I'm going down to Flames Stop raving fools,
tell it untamed
The prodigal son is out Son of God's
children just naturally wild Naturally wild