Wild Son

She fed me pictures, better than scriptures

She read to me scriptures, better than pictures

She read to me scriptures, I got me a picture

And I dreamed awayI'm never gonna be an Onan

You never gonna be Tamar

I can feel the heat of your little darts

Begging me to stayIt's how I got saved

So don't be afraid

Of the wild sonDon't be afraidHey, I'm your pitcher and you're my catcher

If you get butcher then I'ma gonna getcha

And I'm-a gonna betcha that I'll be bitcher

And get carried awayHere I am alone and

Waiting for another day

I can hear the beating of my sacred parts

It never goes awayIt's how I got saved

So don't be afraid

Of the wild son