Those Poor Bastards
Untamed
Only kind of song I ever want to sing
Are sad songs
Ever wanna do nothing
Is all wrong
I was raised by wolves
In a deep, dark cave
I was taught to be
No man's slave
Now I remain untamed
Everybody think I'm lying, say I'm uncouth
If you can believe the things I'm telling you
They must be the truth
I was raised by wolves
In a deep, dark cave
I was taught to be
No man's slave
Now I remain untamed
In July I like to try swinging through the trees tops
Cursing, growling and howling
Till the vicious sun drops
I was raised by wolves
In a deep, dark cave
I was taught to be
No man's slave
Now I remain untamed