[Verse 1] Real estate by daylight, lunatic by night, Sixteen years running toward another bad idea. One half of Inch Events, where the hazy pints ignite Wild challenges that sensible men wouldn’t go near. Crush the bloody Cargill, make them climb it through the dark, Run in circles at a Backyard till the body falls apart. The Revenant keeps calling, Davies waits beyond the door, And when everybody’s had enough, Wild Chris demands one more. [Chorus] Wild nights! Wild trails! Wild Chris charging while the sane world fails. Forty-seven thousand meters, five Everests high, Ninety-five hours with that madness in his eyes. Wild nights! One final fight! Three thousand one hundred till the finish line. Thirty days behind him, one last dawn to survive, Day 31—let the wild man run wild! [Verse 2] Forty-six activities, no shortage of fads, Treetop Flyers playing while he dreams up something mad. A hazy beer for dinner, then it’s back into the hills, Because apparently plain happiness no longer gives him thrills. He built Crush the Cargill, then won its 24-hour show, Fifteen laps completed with 4 hours left to go. Ask his toughest moment and the answer’s only, “Mmmm…” Ask what keeps him going and he simply answers, “Vert.” [Final Chorus] Wild nights! Wild trails! Thunder over Cargill and the headlamp never fails. From Inch Bar inspiration to the final brutal climb, Wild Chris Taylor—you’ve been crazy the whole damn time. Wild nights! One final fight! Run, hike, survive into the morning light. Thirty days of madness, now there’s one left to go— Set the mountain loose and let the wild man go!
