| Song | Run Wild |
| Artist | Guided by Voices |
| Album | Isolation Drills |
| Think of a no parking zone | |
| Where armored cars keep the street | |
| And every heart seeks inspiration | |
| It is full to maximum capacity | |
| Leave your things in the streets | |
| And run wild | |
| Wooden heads on the chopping block | |
| And other hearts pumping ink | |
| That spills out over dreams of antiquity | |
| Pale but full of ghostly charm | |
| Leave your things in the streets | |
| And run wild |