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By: Ted Nugent

I ain’t got time for make believing. My time is short but I’m here to stay. No politics will cure the grieving. I’ll choose my life and I’ll choose it my way.

Just like the wolf I’m getting hungry. The law of the land it is my will. I ain’t got time for staying angry, but I’ve got the time to make a kill.

And I live my life tooth, fang and claw. I live my life and I live it my way.

Watch me live tooth, fang and claw, and watch me live an extra day.

The red man walked his sacred hillside. The black man run through his Africa. My daddy stalked the amber prairies and we all got to live by nature’s law.

I live my life tooth, fang and claw. I live my life and I live it my way.

Watch me live tooth, fang and claw, and watch me live an extra day.

Don’t you worry about me, I can and I will survive.

Running with the pack, like the lone wolf I am alive.

And like my forefathers before me I can use my own two hands.

You better believe me I can live off the land.

The red man walked his sacred hillsides. The black man runs through his Africa.

Fred Bear stalked the amber prairies and we all got to live by nature’s law.

I live my life tooth, fang and claw. I live my life and I live it my way.

Watch me live tooth, fang and claw and watch me live an extra day.


from the Spirit of the Wild album, written by Ted Nugent copyright Broadhead Music

Ah yes, celebrate won’t you the soul cleansing healing powers of nature. We’re talking real honest to God tooth, fang and claw, hands-on, participatory God’s Creation nature here aren’t we now. No one knows better than deerhunters, that’s for darn sure.

Over many years of media interviews I have fielded more than my share of inquiries as to what I could possibly mean by Spirit of the wild? Oftentimes city dwellers would squint and furrow their brow in outright confusion that there could possibly be something spiritual about killing animals for sport.

Oh that self-inflicted political correctness and the acceptance of the dumbing down of America never fails to intrigue.

Carrying on to this very day the perfection of wise use conservation of our aboriginal ancestors, no one knows better than us how just being part of nature will relieve the stresses of modern day, citified, concrete jungle hand-to-hand combat hell that is nearly inescapable otherwise in this maniac paced world.

Add a lifetime barrage of dangerously loud guitar driven MotorCity MadMan Wildman sonic bombast soundtrack to the fray and I do believe no man has ever lived that appreciates, cherishes, understands and craves this soul cleansing dynamo better that your humble WhackMaster BloodBrother Uncle Ted.

I swear to God before I even step foot into the wild, just grabbing my bow and thinking about it, my heartrate settles, I am out of body and virtually unscathed by the runaway insanity that permeates our everyday life.

Birdsong soothes me immediately, and miraculously there is no lying, power abusing, criminally corrupt gang of misfit politicians running amok thieving and scamming to continue their evil war on logic, truth, goodwill and decency and The American Way.

You don’t need to lobby for justice and accountability in nature. God sees to it by the minute, and though it is often not very pretty, it is indeed pure justice and accountability.

I vote for survival of the fittest, not the survival of the weakest, worst or rottenest.

I wrote Tooth, Fang & Claw many years ago, instinctually and conclusively knowing that the lyrics were a self-evident truth. I sure as hell didn’t need a bunch of Harvard whiz kids to tell me that or offer their confirmation. I live this stuff and life tends to define reality when one pays sincere and genuine attention.

There is however, a long running Harvard study that discovered how living closer to nature is better for your health and may even extend your life.

The study published in the journal Environmental Health Perspectives found that people who live in “greener” areas, with more vegetation around, (ie; increased nature) have a lower risk of mortality. The health benefits are likely due to factors such as “improved mental health, social engagement and physical activity that come with living near green spaces.”

Funded by the National Institutes of Health, the Nurses’ Health Study collected health information biennially on more than 100,000 female registered nurses in the U.S. since 1976. It analyzed participant data from 2000 and 2008, noting deaths that occurred and their causes. The researchers used satellite data to assess the amount of green vegetation surrounding each participant’s home during the study period.

They found that people living in the greenest places had a 12 percent lower rate of mortality from any non-accidental cause than people living in the least green places. They discovered that the relationship was strongest for deaths related to respiratory disease, cancer and kidney disease. These results were the same regardless of the participants’ income, weight or smoking status and also did not significantly change between urban and suburban locations.

HELLO! I’m just a mystical flight of the backstrap arrow guitar playing madman, but I knew that. I’ve always said that I didn’t go to college because I was too busy learning stuff.

Thank you Harvard for confirming what American deerhunting families already knew.

I live my life tooth, fang and claw. Watch me live an extra day.