Tommy was a misfit kid, the son of disaster
He used to do the talking with a bullet from his gun
He was a kind of free bird, flying high and fast
Enraged, born to die free, he was born a rebel

(Blast me up)
Gimme shivers down my spine.
(Blast me up)
Gimme a load of adrenaline.
(Blast me up)
Make me feel alive, I’m not afraid to die.
(Blast me up)
He can’t tame a wild heart

Feed me with dynamite
A shot of poison to get high
One more kick before I die
I can’t tame a wild heart.

Bryan left this world, just a few days ago
He died before his time; he never went slow.
We’ll remember you, my friend, Bryan was the best.
Holding him, was like holding a hurricane
He was born a rebel.

(Blast me up)
Gimme shivers down my spine.
(Blast me up)
Gimme a load of adrenaline.
(Blast me up)
Make me feel alive, I’m not afraid to die.
(Blast me up)
He can’t tame a wild heart

(Blast me up)
Feed me with dynamite.
(Blast me up)
A shot of poison to get high.
(Blast me up)
One more kick before I die.
(Blast me up)
We can’t tame a wild heart.
(Solo)
Gimme shivers down my spine
Gimme a load of adrenaline
Make me feel alive, another free to die
He can’t tame a wild heart

Feed me with dynamite
A shot of poison to get high
One more kick before I die
You can’t tame a wild heart

(Blast me up)
Gimme shivers down my spine.
(Blast me up)
Gimme a load of adrenaline.
(Blast me up)
Make me feel alive, another free to die.
(Blast me up)
He can’t tame a wild heart.
(Blast me up)
Feed me with dynamite.
(Blast me up)
A shot of poison to get high.
(Blast me up)
One more kick before I die.
(Blast me up)
He can’t tame a wild heart.

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