Wild thing See the monkey in the jungle swing Canary in the cavern sing That the devil lives in anything C'mon people You know that I ain't got the wherewithal When California starts to crawl Makes a poor man leave his home And if I cry for you, baby Your death's head tattoo made me Pray for the last one standing Holding a loaded gun I can see her there Under the golden sun Wild thing See the man up on the gallows swing See the creature walking through the weeds In a garden grown from evil seeds C'mon people You know I can't afford to reconcile When California starts to crawl Makes a poor child leave its home And if I cry for you, baby Your death's head tattoo made me Pray for the last one standing Holding a loaded gun I can see her there Under the golden sun Better the devil you know Than the one that you don't Better the devil you know Than the one that you don't C'mon people You know that I ain't got the wherewithal When California starts to crawl Makes a poor man leave his home And if I cry for you, baby Your death's head tattoo made me Pray for the last one standing Holding a loaded gun I can see her there Under the golden sun