This version of "Only the Wild Ones" is off of Dispatch's new live album, Live 18, out now on the band's own Bomber Records. It was recorded the summer of 2018 during the band's tour across the United States that year.

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CREDITS:
Filmed and Edited by Mike Smith
Audio Mixed by Brett Eliason
Audio Mastered by Dave Cooley

LYRICS:
Long hair and longer stride
Skateboard affair with a primal tribe

And your cut off painter pants
Chargin’ down the craggy mountains with our thrift store friends

Who you find so, so in love with the falling earth
Who you wake in the middle of the falling night with summer playing coy

In the attics of the city night
We talked Corso and the MC5
And you could dance like
We were all alright
Only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back
Oh the riot and the rush of the warm night air
Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch
Stars are up now no place to go… but everywhere

One i met in the green mountain state
I dropped out, and he moved away

Heard he got some land down south
Changed his name to a name the birds could pronounce
Only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back
Oh the riot and the rush of the warm night air
Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch
Stars are up now no place to go but everywhere
… no place to go but everywhere

And in the city the mayor said
Those who dance are all misled

So you packed your things and moved to the other coast
Said you gonna be like Charlie Rose

Only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back
Oh the riot and rush of the warm night air
Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch
Stars are up now no place to go
… but everywhere

Only the wild ones, give you something and never want it back
Oh the riot and rush of the warm night air
Only the wild ones, are the ones you can never catch stars are up now
No place to go… but anywhere

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