Jimmy B. Bad Lyrics
Of pounding drums and loud guitars on the radioMy mama always said to me "Boy it's time for you to seeLife is work, in fourty years you'll be a lucky man"But I was smart and I qiut school, started smoking, breaking rulesBought myself a use guitar in a "Second hand"My clever brain said "Well Jimmy, you are born to be freeLet the others suck your dick, you're gonna be a star"Here I go, no more sorrowsSex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I wantI just piss on hell and heavenMeet me on the road, let's have some funFame and money, chart-success, never had a shortage ofGirls, who scared the back of my Firebird T.My manager just said to me "Boy it's time for you to seeCrazy people don't live long, learn self-control"I drew my 45 and shot the bastard right between the eyesThey sentenced me to fourty years, but I didn't careMy record company was quick and fired me, eat some shitAre you gonna go my way or follow the blindHere I go, no more sorrowsSex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I wantI just piss on hell and heavenMeet me on the road, let's have some funI ran away, escape the law, beware the lonesome riderNo home, no hope, no alcohol; I'm back on the streetsAnd then the devil said to me "Boy it's time for you to seeThat you're doing well, on the highway to hellThe scales were falling from my eyes, I would have to change my lifeNow I understood and knew what to doI cut my hair and bought myself a noble suit and silken tieAnd all the things I did before are legal and okayHere I go, no more sorrowsSex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I wantI just piss on hell and heavenMeet me on the road, let's have some fun
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