Luke Combs - Where the Wild Things Are (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Luke Combs - Where the Wild Things Are (en) Lyrics
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My big brother rode an Indian Scout
It was black like his jacket
American Spirit hangin'
outta his mouth
Just like our daddy
He kicked-started that bike one
night and broke mama's heart
He pointed that headlight West,
out where the wild things are
He'd call me up every couple of weeks
From South California
Talk about the desert
and the Joshua Tree
And his pretty girl stories
How he bought an Airstream
trailer and a J-45 guitar
Said, "Little brother, you'd
love it out here, out where
the wild things are"
Oh, oh-oh, it's hearts on
fire and crazy dreams
Oh, oh-oh, the nights
ignite like gasoline
And light up those streets that never
sleep when the sky goes dark
Out where the wild things are
I called my brother from
the back of that plane
The second I made it
We started drinkin' on
the strip in L.A
And then it got crazy
Ended up at a house in the hills
with some Hollywood stars
Kissin' on a blonde in a backyard pool,
out where the wild things are
(Oh, yeah)
Couple iron horse rebels
Wild as the devil
I knew I had to move back East
Said goodbye to my brother
At the end of that summer
But I knew he'd never leave
Oh, where the nights ignite
like gasoline
And oh, oh-oh, them Indian Scouts,
man, they're built for speed
And oh, oh-oh, they said he hit that
guardrail at half past three
Lit up those streets that never
sleep when the sky goes dark
We buried him out in the wind
'neath the West Coast stars
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