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• Artiste: Gone Jackals (The)
• Titre: Born Bad
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Thats the way it begins You try to behave Yeah, you try to fit in But when you rise and stand You find a lock-step march No room for jazz Uh huh Born bad With a slight of hand I go from jam to jam With a crash, boom, bam Born bad I dodge a sucker punch And drop a bomb like liston On an animal hunch Ive been down Yeah, Ive spent some time downtown I've covered sacred ground Soft and slow and round I gave up Yeah, I learned to give it up Thinking thats the final cut But it turns out I was wrong Born bad Thats the way it began Stuffed a young pink lung Down a rank glue bag Born bad This is where it all lands For a bull headed, corner hanging Problem child man I grew hard Over time my scars toughed up When getting even just wasnt enough I had to choke my conscience off I've come far Yeah, I had to travel far Peel through layers sick and raw Just to taste and touch once more Born bad Like a synchro-mesh shift Thats stuck in third Just smokes and burns Born bad With a cig-hangin lip A talk-back baby on a Star-crossed ship Born bad Born bad That's the way it began Stuffed a young pink lung Down a rank glue bag Born bad This is where it'll land For a bull headed corner hanging Problem child man Born bad Born bad Born bad Born bad