Letra de Call Of The Wild

I was out walking, Miracle Mile So I missed the call for the call of the wild I was downtrodden, rebewed and reviled I was not invited to the call of the wild I was rather sickly and I'll as a child Too weak to respond to the call of the wild My demeanour is gentle, my temperament mild I am not the type for the call of the wild My phone, it was broken, it couldn't be dialled I never called back to the call of the wild My application was sent but it never got filed So I was passed over for the call of the wild