I'm waiting at the bus stop
For a double decker ride
Supermarket check-out boy
Finds his way inside
A shady looking character
His beady eyes on me
I slip into a window seat
And then pretend to read
It's a wild
It's a wild
Wild, wild world
(the hardest thing is holding on, holding on and take the strain)
They're coming at me
At angles that I never knew existed
They ain't gonna get me
I'm buildin' up my colors of resistance
It's a runaround on the underground
A cybernetic shopper
With a slight sadistic grin
Pulls her zipper on her sleepin' bag
Shuts herself within
A triple-quilted chrysalis
Waiting for the sales
A bargain basement butterfly
Goin' off the rails
It's a wild
It's a wild
Wild, wild world
(the hardest thing is holding on, holding on and take the strain)
They're coming at me
At angles that I never knew existed (oh)
They ain't gonna get me
I'm buildin' up my colors of resistance
It's a runaround on the underground
It's a wild
It's a wild
Wild, wild world
(the hardest thing is holding on, holding on and take the strain)
(take the strain)
They're coming at me
At angles that I never knew existed (whoa)
They ain't gonna get me
I'm buildin' up my colors of resistance
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