He went to Hollywood, got a tattoo

He met a girl out there with a tattoo too

The future was wide open

They moved into a place they both could afford

He found a nightclub, he could work at the door

She had a guitar and she taught him some chords

The sky was the limit

Into the great wide open

Under them skies of blue

Out in the great wide open

A rebel without a clue

The papers said Ed always played from the heart

He got an agent and a roadie named Bart

They made a record and it went in the charts

The sky was the limit

His leather jacket had chains that would jingle

They both met movie stars, partied and mingled

Their A&R man said "I don't hear a single"

The future was wide open

Into the great wide open

Under them skies of blue

Out in the great wide open

A rebel without a clue

Into the great wide open

Under them skies of blue

Into the great wide open

A rebel without a clue