Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face.
Natural child, terrible child,
Not your mother's or your father's child.
You're our child, screamin' wild.
(An ancient lunatic reigns in the trees of the night.
Ha, ha, ha, ha.)
With hunger at her heels,
Freedom in her eyes,
She dances on her knees,
Pirate prince at her side
Stirring into a hollow idol's eyes.
Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race
Your cool face,
Your cool face,
Your cool face.
"You remember when we were in Africa?"