The kid goes wild

Whoa!

Bad Billy

Billy went drivin' on a Saturday night

Headed for trouble with a bottle of wine

He took his pistol and his shotgun, ready for action

Flyin' higher than a rocket out of control

He said "I ain't got money, I ain't got fame

But after tonight they're gonna know my name"

Angry and young, under the gun

The kid goes wild

Rebel alone, heart of a stone

The kid goes wild

The kid goes wild

Billy pulled up to Big Jim's liquor store

He pulled his pistol and demanded his pay

They say he shot that man straight thru the head, no passion

Now bad young Billy's got the Law on his trail

A cold blood murder for twenty and change

The very next day the newspaper read

Angry and young, under the gun

The kid goes wild

Rebel alone, heart of a stone

The kid goes wild

The kid goes wild, wild!

Whoo!

Bad Billy

Ow!

Billy's on the run tonight

He's a nightmare

Fire burnin' in his eyes

Blood's boiling hot

Hell bent and out of control

He's out of control

"Oh, you fuckin' cops!

You're never gonna get me!

You'll never take me alive!

You're gonna pull that fuckin' gun, you'd better use it!

'Cuz I'm not going down!

And I'm not going to jail!

And I'm not doing any fuckin' time!

This is my night!

I'm alive!!!"

Ow!

Angry and young, under the gun

The kid goes wild

Rebel alone, heart of a stone

The kid goes wild

Angry and young, under the gun

The kid goes wild

Rebel alone, heart of a stone

The kid goes wild

Angry and young, under the gun

The kid goes wild

Rebel alone, heart of a stone

The kid goes wild

Angry and young, under the gun

The kid goes wild

Rebel alone, heart of a stone

The kid goes wild