When I wake by the Wandle, I dream in my bed
That today is the day I will get ahead
And each night I can see my red Porsche with gold wheels
And someday I will know how she feels
How else can I prove I'm no longer a child
Here I come, it's the call of the wild
Bang, bang
My dad is a memory, a smell and a song
And he's the reason Mum tells me I'm going so wrong
But then she's a red ribbon that blows in the breeze
Each new boyfriend, she's weak at the knees
So there's no one to notice that I'm not a child
Here I come, it's the call of the wild
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
My hood is a force field that shuts out the sun
And it'll shield me from bullet, from knife and from gun
And I'll take what I can because all life is cheap
Like my Porsche, I'm stripped out underneath
And the men I admire show me this is the way
There ain't nothing of value if it don't pay
And I will glitter with greed as I empty the aisles
Blood's up, it's the call of the wild
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
Bang, bang
I can't work my way out like your honest man would
So I've got to think lateral; ain't no prize for good
And when I'm dumped in the Wandle, there'll be nothing to grieve
All the best things got stripped out of me
If I don't have stuff, I don't know who I am
My dad's never shown me how to be a man
So tonight I will prove I'm no longer a child
Here I come, it's the call of the wild
Blood's up, it's the call of the wild
Hood's up, it's the call of the wild
Call Of The Wild Lyrics performed by Polly Paulusma are property and copyright of the authors, artists and labels. You should note that Call Of The Wild Lyrics performed by Polly Paulusma is only provided for educational purposes only and if you like the song you should buy the CD