Jimmy B. Bad

I was born in "Dirty Town", early heard the heavy sound

Of pounding drums and loud guitars on the radio

My mama always said to me "Boy it's time for you to see

Life is work, in fourty years you'll be a lucky man"

But I was smart and I qiut school, started smoking, breaking rules

Bought myself a use guitar in a "Second hand"

My clever brain said "Well Jimmy, you are born to be free

Let the others suck your dick, you're gonna be a star"

Here I go, no more sorrows

Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I want

I just piss on hell and heaven

Meet me on the road, let's have some fun

Fame and money, chart-success, never had a shortage of

Girls, who scared the back of my Firebird T.

My manager just said to me "Boy it's time for you to see

Crazy people don't live long, learn self-control"

I drew my 45 and shot the bastard right between the eyes

They sentenced me to fourty years, but I didn't care

My record company was quick and fired me, eat some shit

Are you gonna go my way or follow the blind

Here I go, no more sorrows

Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I want

I just piss on hell and heaven

Meet me on the road, let's have some fun

I ran away, escape the law, beware the lonesome rider

No home, no hope, no alcohol; I'm back on the streets

And then the devil said to me "Boy it's time for you to see

That you're doing well, on the highway to hell

The scales were falling from my eyes, I would have to change my life

Now I understood and knew what to do

I cut my hair and bought myself a noble suit and silken tie

And all the things I did before are legal and okay

Here I go, no more sorrows

Sex, drugs, rock'n'roll is all I want

I just piss on hell and heaven

Meet me on the road, let's have some fun