| Song | Teenangels Outsiders |
| Artist | Hanoi Rocks |
| Album | Up Around The Bend: The Definitive Collection |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McCoy, Monroe | |
| Me and Jimmy we went out on the streets, | |
| There was no place for us in the society | |
| We were selling stolen bikes in the backyards, | |
| Smashed windows and fights in the bar, | |
| They tried to catch us but we went too far | |
| We had whiskey in a jar, | |
| And there never was no reason why ' | |
| Cause we were wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| We gotta break out of our cage | |
| And get to know how it feels, | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| How we ran on the roofs at night, | |
| Just Jimmy and me | |
| Some people are losing and crying, | |
| They only care about living and dying | |
| Talk about this whole damn world, | |
| And still come up laughin' | |
| They called us bums wearin' filthy rags, | |
| We used to steal old ladies' bags | |
| Teenangels outsiders, | |
| We were the naughty boys | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| When Jimmy drove off the street | |
| And died in his | |
| Cadillac, | |
| Well he was wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Well me and the boys we're off the track, | |
| And never lookin' back | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| We gotta get out of this place | |
| And get to know how it feels, | |
| Really wild and free, | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Well much to fast to live a long life, | |
| Much too young to die | |
| We we're laughin' and singing, | |
| And doing all the things | |
| That we used to do before |
| zuo ci : McCoy, Monroe | |
| Me and Jimmy we went out on the streets, | |
| There was no place for us in the society | |
| We were selling stolen bikes in the backyards, | |
| Smashed windows and fights in the bar, | |
| They tried to catch us but we went too far | |
| We had whiskey in a jar, | |
| And there never was no reason why ' | |
| Cause we were wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| We gotta break out of our cage | |
| And get to know how it feels, | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| How we ran on the roofs at night, | |
| Just Jimmy and me | |
| Some people are losing and crying, | |
| They only care about living and dying | |
| Talk about this whole damn world, | |
| And still come up laughin' | |
| They called us bums wearin' filthy rags, | |
| We used to steal old ladies' bags | |
| Teenangels outsiders, | |
| We were the naughty boys | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| When Jimmy drove off the street | |
| And died in his | |
| Cadillac, | |
| Well he was wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Well me and the boys we' re off the track, | |
| And never lookin' back | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| We gotta get out of this place | |
| And get to know how it feels, | |
| Really wild and free, | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Well much to fast to live a long life, | |
| Much too young to die | |
| We we' re laughin' and singing, | |
| And doing all the things | |
| That we used to do before |
| zuò cí : McCoy, Monroe | |
| Me and Jimmy we went out on the streets, | |
| There was no place for us in the society | |
| We were selling stolen bikes in the backyards, | |
| Smashed windows and fights in the bar, | |
| They tried to catch us but we went too far | |
| We had whiskey in a jar, | |
| And there never was no reason why ' | |
| Cause we were wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| We gotta break out of our cage | |
| And get to know how it feels, | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| How we ran on the roofs at night, | |
| Just Jimmy and me | |
| Some people are losing and crying, | |
| They only care about living and dying | |
| Talk about this whole damn world, | |
| And still come up laughin' | |
| They called us bums wearin' filthy rags, | |
| We used to steal old ladies' bags | |
| Teenangels outsiders, | |
| We were the naughty boys | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| When Jimmy drove off the street | |
| And died in his | |
| Cadillac, | |
| Well he was wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Well me and the boys we' re off the track, | |
| And never lookin' back | |
| Wild and free, yeah, yeah, yeah, | |
| We gotta get out of this place | |
| And get to know how it feels, | |
| Really wild and free, | |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah | |
| Well much to fast to live a long life, | |
| Much too young to die | |
| We we' re laughin' and singing, | |
| And doing all the things | |
| That we used to do before |