Bad Man

Bad Man

He approaches his prey in silence, he is the hand of fate.
A coin-toss,”heads or tails” has just decided your fate .
He has no need for compassion, he has no need for remorse,
Well-honed Instrument for killing, creeping death on a V8 horse
Heads or tails, take your pick,
Heads or tails!

Yes I am a bad, bad man
That’s why I am, a wanted man
I have been called, the devils’ friend
That’s what I am… A BAD, BAD, BAD MAN!

For bounty, he will hunt you, for bounty, he’ll make you run
And he will stop the begging, with his captive bolt gun
He has no need for compassion, he has no need for remorse.
Preacher of demented morals, creeping death on a V8 horse
Heads or tails, take your fucking pick,
Heads or tails!

Yes I am a bad, bad man
That’s why I am, a wanted man
I have been called, the devils’ friend
That’s what I am… A BAD, BAD, BAD MAN!

Call it.

Yes I am, a bad bad man.
Heads or tails.