The call of the wild says: “I’m free to make my noise”
If you don’t mind, I’ll be your cousin
I will be your uncle for short
I’ll be your uncle for short
For sure

So if you don’t mind, I don’t mind
I’ll make some noise
If you join in, I’ll back you
And I will be your rhythm guitar
I’ll be your rhythm guitar

Your mother would say: “come on home, you’ve been so long”
But, something inside, it begs: “keep running”
‘Cause you have entered into the wild,
Hoping to spend a little while
Into the wild