Oh baby let the bad times roll Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh baby let the bad times roll, oh, oh, oh, oh
We're gonna hang ‘em high We're gonna shoot straight up in the air This eye is for an eye Don't need to ask and don't need to care
But don't be thinking we're crazy (crazy) When you see all the hell that we're raising (raising) Don't be thinking we're crazy (crazy) Cause the truth is what we're erasing
And so I I'm doing it all for you I, I'm doing it all for you
Oh baby let the bad times roll Machiavelli flow Oh, oh, oh, oh Hey Lincoln, how does your grave roll? Oh, oh, oh, oh Take what's right and make it wrong Make it up as I go along Let me know when you decide Apathy or suicide Oh baby let the bad times roll, oh, oh, oh, oh
Now it was all a lie But that bitch won't get in my way Keep shoutin' what I like (Lock her up, lock her up) Now that's a good one I gotta say
But don't be thinking we're crazy (crazy) When you see all the hell that we're raising (raising) Don't be thinking we're crazy (crazy) Cause the truth is what we're erasing
And so I I'm turning my back on you I, I'm turning my back on you
Oh baby let the bad times roll On a stripper pole Oh, oh, oh, oh Ya fuck it let the bad times roll, oh, oh, oh, oh Mexicans and blacks and Jews Got it all figured out for you Gonna build a wall let you decide Apathy or suicide Oh baby let the bad times roll, oh, oh, oh, oh
Now I'm letting the bad times roll
Doing it all for you I'm doing it all for you
Oh baby let the bad times roll Machiavelli flow Oh, oh, oh, oh Hey Lincoln, how does your grave roll? Oh, oh, oh, oh Take what's right and make it wrong Make it up as I go along Let me know when you decide Apathy or suicide Oh baby let the bad times roll, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh baby let the bad times roll Let me know when you decide Apathy or suicide Oh baby let the bad times roll
Compositor: Bryan Keith Holland (Dexter Holland) ECAD: Obra #30553485