The Doors - Wild Child

Wild child
Full of grace
Savior of the human race,
Your cool face.

Natural child,
Terrible child,
Not yom mother's or your
Father's child.
You're our child,
Screamin' wild.

(An ancient lunatic reigns in the trees of the night.)

With hunger at her heels, And freedom in her eyes,
She dances on her knees,
Pirate prince at her side.
Staring
Into
The hollow idol's eye.

Wild child,
Full of grace,
Savior of the human race,
Your cool face,
Your cool face,
Your cool face.

(You remember when we were in africa?)