(Mars/Bonfire)
Get your motor running
Head out on the highway

Looking for adventure
In whatever comes our way


Chorus
You're not gonna make it happen
All the world is a loving place

Fire all of your guns at once then
Explode into space


I like streaking lightning
A heavy metal thunder
Wrestling with the wind

And the feeling that I'm under

Like a true nature's child

We were born, born to be wild
We were flyin' so high,
I never wanna die


Born to be wild
Born to be wild


I like streaking lightning
A heavy metal thunder

Wrestling with the wind
And the feeling that I'm under


You're not gonna make it happen
All the world is a loving place
Fire all of your guns at once then

Explode into space

Like a true nature's child