Bad City Bossa

Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
You get up in the morning the crackin¥ of dawn
You hussle and you hassle all day
The things that a man has to do for a livin¥
Just to keep the reaper away
Somebody give me a break
I¥ve had as much as a body can take
Nobody hears you, nobody sees you,
nobody ever break¥s free from the
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
so¥ With your hands in your pockets and your soul in your shoes
And what life you have left in a bottle
You start drinking your way across the border for help
Praying for an easy way through
Somebody please help me
Break the chains of the city free
Nobody hears you, nobody sees you,
nobody ever break¥s free from the
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad
Bad city, bad bad city, fat city bad