Kevin Max - Out Of The Wild

LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

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2075

The Freeways were still alive

See the People for Miles and Miles

2075

We were searching for a place to hide

easy rider meets the end of time

you were young and i was wild

2075

and they blew down the buildings

and we stood in lines for bread

just like Mother Russia back when she was still Red

and they said

Ding Dong The Witch is Dead

Ding Dong The Witch is Dead

from the shores of Nantucket to Los Angeles

she was swallowed up in petty greed

In New York City

the sun doesn't shine

and Hollywood is covered in vines

they dug up treasure from the Mayan Times

2079

but the fire in their breast

burned like a funeral Pyre

the museums are closing

and the animals all fled

down deep in the City

Liberty's lost her head

Ding Dong The Witch is dead

Ding Dong The Witch is dead

Ding Dong The Witch is dead

from the bars of Milwaukee to the Forests of Bend

she was driven out of the city on her own Stench

so Tell me a story

and make it sweet

like a tale from a dream

there is a city of gold up in the sky

a place where we never die