| Song | Wild Wood |
| Artist | Paul Weller |
| Album | Days of Speed |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Weller | |
| High tide, mid afternoon | |
| People fly by, in the traffics boom | |
| Knowing, just where you are blowing | |
| Getting to where you should be going | |
| Don't let them get you down | |
| Making you feel guilty about | |
| golden rain, will bring you riches | |
| All the good things you deserve and now | |
| Climbing, forever trying | |
| Find your way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Now there's no justice | |
| Only yourself that you can trust in | |
| And I said high tide, mid afternoon | |
| People fly by, in the traffics boom | |
| Knowing, just where you are blowing | |
| Getting to where you should be going | |
| Day by day your world fades away | |
| Waiting to feel all the dreams that say | |
| Golden rain will bring you riches | |
| All the good things you deserve now | |
| And I say, climbing, forever trying | |
| find you way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Said you are gonna find you way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Wild wild wood. |
| zuo ci : Weller | |
| High tide, mid afternoon | |
| People fly by, in the traffics boom | |
| Knowing, just where you are blowing | |
| Getting to where you should be going | |
| Don' t let them get you down | |
| Making you feel guilty about | |
| golden rain, will bring you riches | |
| All the good things you deserve and now | |
| Climbing, forever trying | |
| Find your way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Now there' s no justice | |
| Only yourself that you can trust in | |
| And I said high tide, mid afternoon | |
| People fly by, in the traffics boom | |
| Knowing, just where you are blowing | |
| Getting to where you should be going | |
| Day by day your world fades away | |
| Waiting to feel all the dreams that say | |
| Golden rain will bring you riches | |
| All the good things you deserve now | |
| And I say, climbing, forever trying | |
| find you way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Said you are gonna find you way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Wild wild wood. |
| zuò cí : Weller | |
| High tide, mid afternoon | |
| People fly by, in the traffics boom | |
| Knowing, just where you are blowing | |
| Getting to where you should be going | |
| Don' t let them get you down | |
| Making you feel guilty about | |
| golden rain, will bring you riches | |
| All the good things you deserve and now | |
| Climbing, forever trying | |
| Find your way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Now there' s no justice | |
| Only yourself that you can trust in | |
| And I said high tide, mid afternoon | |
| People fly by, in the traffics boom | |
| Knowing, just where you are blowing | |
| Getting to where you should be going | |
| Day by day your world fades away | |
| Waiting to feel all the dreams that say | |
| Golden rain will bring you riches | |
| All the good things you deserve now | |
| And I say, climbing, forever trying | |
| find you way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Said you are gonna find you way out of the wild, wild wood | |
| Wild wild wood. |