Ian Hunter - Wild east - 2009 remastered version lyrics

Well it's Tuesday night How I'd like to be inside at this time Watchin' t.v. is k**in' me It's such a drag tonight I feel like jason Just found a rusty fleece And the cyclops all laughin' at me You can't tame wild east Wild east wild east Wild east wild east Now some cynic from the methadone clinic He keeps on bothering me He writes all my lyrics backwards on diapers And hangs 'em from the local trees Watch out, white boy Don't argue with a sawn off piece I'm a crazy son, mama I love the grease of wild east Wild east wild east Wild east wild east Wild east wild east Wild east wild east Now Jezebel don't feel too well, she talks to Jane 'bout a one way conversation on a subway train Hey! they took away her wallet and her valise Love hate, love hate, love hate, love hate, wild east Wild east wild east Wild east wild east Wild east wild east Wild east come on crazy wild east