Born Bad Lyrics - Singles - The Gone Jackals

That's 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. 

Born bad- 

with a slight-o-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. 

I've been down. 

Yeah, I've spent some time downtown. 

I've covered sacred ground, 

soft and slow and round. 

I gave up. 

Yeah, I learned to give it up, 

thinkin' that's the final cut. 

But it turns out I was wrong. 

Born bad - 

that's 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 hangin' 

problem child man. 

I grew hard. 

Over time my scars toughed up. 

When gettin' even just wasn't 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 

that's stuck in third 

just smokes and burns. 

Born bad - 

with a cig-hangin' lip. 

A talk-back baby on a 

star-crossed ship.