I I caught it in a gallery A painting that was called The Scream On a day off in Norway I I stood before it aimlessly That figure seemed so close to me He's with me every day What's the matter with me? What's the matter with me? What's the matter with me? Is it internal, or externally? Sometimes I want to scream like that Sometimes I want to hear that sound Sometimes I want to hold my face And feel the world turning upside down and all around The colours swirl endlessly And everywhere the colours bleed Is everything I've never known Screaming back at me Real fake (Is anybody listening?) Fake real Is it horrific? (Is anybody listening?) Or is it ecstasy? (Or is it just a dream?) In sound I couldn't run away All around in surround It was coming from me anyway Sometimes I want to scream like that Sometimes I want to hear that sound Sometimes I want to hold my face And feel the world turning upside down, and all around The colours swirl endlessly And everywhere the colours bleed Is everything I've never known Screaming back at me In the wild wild free (Uh, uh) The wild wild free (Uh, uh) It's you and me (Uh, uh) In the wild, wild free (Uh, uh) Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Painted by a madman, madman Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Painted by a madman, madman Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Can only have been? (Uh, uh) Painted by a madman, madman