Bad Attitude

Travellin'for Weeks

From Town to Town

It never comes easy

Winter freeze is on

And when the Guns go off

You're like a thundering Bomb

At the Edge of the Stage

That's where a Herat belongs

The Time are gonna change

We're only fools Yeah

Addicted to Rock and roll

I gotta bad bad bad

Bad Attitude

I gotta bad bad bad

Bad Attitude

You can hear the Bell ring

And get out of your Bed

Looking like Brothers

Of a living dead

Champagne for Breakfast

For some hot long days

When sweat taste so sweet

You better beware

Looking like Brothers of a living dead

Hear the Bell ring

nd you get out of your bed