My big brother rode an Indian Scout, it was black like his jacketAmerican Spirit hangin' outta his mouth, just like our daddyHe kick-started that bike one night and broke mama's heartHe pointed that headlight West, out where the wild things areHe'd call me up every couple of weeks from South CaliforniaTalk about the desert and the Joshua Tree and his pretty girl storiesAnd how he bought an Air stream trailer and a J-45 guitarSaid, "Little brother, you'd love it out here, out where the wild things are"Oh, oh-oh, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreamsOh, oh-oh, the nights ignite like gasolineAnd light up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes darkOut where the wild things areI called my brother from the back of that plane the second I made itWe started drinkin' on the strip in L.A. and then it got crazyEnded up at a house in the hills with some Hollywood StarsKissin' on a blonde in a backyard pool, out where the wild things are!(Oh, yeah!) Couple of iron horse rebels wild as the devilI knew I had to move back EastSaid goodbye to my brother at the end of that summerBut I knew he'd never leaveOh, oh-oh, it's hearts on fire and crazy dreamsOh, where the nights ignite like gasoline?And oh, oh-oh, them Indian Scouts, man, they're built for speedAnd oh, oh-oh, they said he hit that guard rail at half-past threeLit up those streets that never sleep when the sky goes darkWe buried him, out in the wind, beneath the West Coast starsOut where the wild things areOut where the wild things are
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Luke Albert Combs (Charlotte, Carolina del Norte, Estados Unidos; 2 de marzo de 1990), más conocido como Luke Combs, es un cantante y compositor estadounidense. Es considerado el nuevo referente del country y uno de los cantantes más populares y exitosos de…
