Bad Child

(альбом: King Of The Kill - 1994)

My father tried to tell me son just get your feet on the ground
You're in deep way over your head just turn your life around
Poor mother, all I gave to her was pain I didn't realize
The last thing I remember was the tears running from her eyes

Something happened along the way I was a bad child
Something happened they'd always say I was a little wild
I was a bad child

Playing hookey, drinking octane, I didn't care anymore no
Always running against the grain, I was rotten to the core
I could live forever until they threw me out the door
I was a sleeping on the floor

Something happened along the way I was a bad child
Something happened they'd always say I was a little wild
I was a bad child

My father tried to tell me son, just get your feet on the ground
You're in deep, way over your head, I've turned my life around
My mother was the best to me, I guess I never realized
One thing that I'll never forget was the tears running from her eyes

Something happened along the way I was a bad child
Something happened they'd always say I was a little wild
Something happened along the way now I'm living for a better day
Something happened along the way I was a bad child
Running wild