Born To Be Bad

Bodies without minds
I hear you’re the one with the bleeding heart
Blue and bittersweet
You tear my dreams apart
Cause I was born to be bad
I’m not sad
And I’m glad I did it
Born to be bad
I’m not sad, why don’t you all get with it
The damned don’t cry
Cry out when they’re betrayed
Bodies slam they scream
As the keynotes fade
Cause I was born to be bad
I’m not sad
And I’m glad I did it
Born to be bad
I’m not sad, why don’t you all get with it
I called my mother from Hollywood the other day
And I said «Mom, I just called to tell ya I joined a rock and roll band
And, uh, I won’t be coming home no more»
You know what she did?
She started crying and weeping and whimpering like all mothers do
She woke up my father and told him about it, he said
«There ain’t a damn thing we can do, that’s the way she is
Hey, you know she was just, uh, born to be bad»
I want you to bring me his ears
To satisfy my mad desires
And if he bites the dust
We’ll just have to miss my fire
Woo! Yeah
Cause I was born to be bad
I’m not sad
And I’m glad I did it
Born to be bad
I’m not sad, why don’t you all get with it