Wild Things

We come in the middle of the night

We don’t care if we shine so bright

And we don’t care what you saw

Or what you might

We’re gonna make it like those pictures in your mind

We gonna rock it like the holy Jackson 5

And we pray to a different God

Paper crowns and our wolf suits on

We gonna stamp our feet and throw our mouths so wide

We gonna make it like those pictures in your mind

We gonna run, we are those things out in the wild

Hold your pictures to the light

Hold your children every night

And we run with our red shoes on and

We don’t know if we’re right or wrong

But we will bring you close

And show you how to cry

We’re gonna make it like a picture in the sky

We gonna rock it like the holy Jackson 5

We gonna run, we are those things out in the wild