I asked the Lord and He said, 'No'
I say, 'Why no?'
I hear you're happy but it does not show
Where wild things are, I dare not go
I say, 'Why Lord?' I say, 'Why?'
Gimme strength, gimme patience
Gimme will no survive
Where the wild things are, I dare not go
At first they make you happy this I know
But then they make you feel so low
Black money pays for suffering
I don't need it
I may be happy but it does not show
Where wild things are, I dare not go
I say, 'Why Lord?' I say, 'Why?'
I seen the fire and I touched the flame
And given the chance I'd go right back again
Hot summer rain burn me on the wheel
Baptize me with fire