作词 : TV Smith/Andreas Frege
作曲 : Michael Breitkopf
It's dry, it's dusty
The nights are long and cold
Your life is like a desert
You're scared of growing old
You can hear the clock ticking like a hammer on a stone
Remember this
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
Come on
Can you hear it
The call of the wild
Stand up now and fight back
Wipe off their plastic smiles
You crawled out of the ocean
Your pulse was slow and weak
Got up on your two legs
Put on clothes and learned to speak
Ended up abandoned in a place that they call "home"
Remember this
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
Come on
Can you hear it
The call of the wild
Stand up now and fight back
Wipe off their plastic smiles
Why listen to the losers who still treat you like a child
Better find another station
Tune in to the call of wild
The call of wild
They'll tell you that they love you
Like a spider loves a fly
Promise you you're safe but never look you in the eye
Manipulated, regulated, crippled and controlled
Remember this
You're not alone
You're not alone
You're not alone
Come on
Can you hear it
The call of the wild
Stand up and fight back
And kill their plastic smiles
Why listen to the losers who still treat you like a child
Tune in to the call of the wild
Call of the wild