The Good, The Bad, and the L.O.C.
You see in this world there are two kinds of people, my friend
Those with loaded guns, and those who dig
You dig
About a gang of motherfuckers
Who ride into town
We're gonna rob the fuckin' bank
We're gonna burn it down
We're gonna fuck shit up
Until we get our fill
And when we see the crooked law
We're gonna kill, kill, kill!
We're the Good, the Bad
And the Leftöver Crack
So, the Lamb o' God
'A' better watch his fuckin' back
With a whiskey drink
We'll ride into the night
We're gonna right the wrongs
We're gonna wrong the fuckin' rights!
And in the morning
We'll ride into your town
We're gonna sleep all day
And when the sun goes down
We're gonna go to church
Until we burn it up
And then we'll drink a fuckin' toast
A-from a Dixie cup
We're the Good, the Bad
And the Leftöver Crack
So, the Lamb o' God
'A' better watch his fuckin' back
We're gonna fix the cops
We're gonna kill 'em dead
We're gonna burn 'em up
And then we'll go to fuckin' bed!
Yeah Yeah Yeah
And the sweet release
Of the hangman's rope
May be the burnin' outlaw's only hope
Ya burn the candle at both ends
Till the end of the day
Well, it's better to burn out
Than to fade the fuck away
So, if you wanna join us, dial 6-6-6
Spit on the Holy Bible and the crucifix
And fuckin' don't look back
'Cause you can never look back
We are the Bad, the Ugly
And the good Leftöver Crack
Those with loaded guns, and those who dig
You dig
About a gang of motherfuckers
Who ride into town
We're gonna rob the fuckin' bank
We're gonna burn it down
We're gonna fuck shit up
Until we get our fill
And when we see the crooked law
We're gonna kill, kill, kill!
We're the Good, the Bad
And the Leftöver Crack
So, the Lamb o' God
'A' better watch his fuckin' back
With a whiskey drink
We'll ride into the night
We're gonna right the wrongs
We're gonna wrong the fuckin' rights!
And in the morning
We'll ride into your town
We're gonna sleep all day
And when the sun goes down
We're gonna go to church
Until we burn it up
And then we'll drink a fuckin' toast
A-from a Dixie cup
We're the Good, the Bad
And the Leftöver Crack
So, the Lamb o' God
'A' better watch his fuckin' back
We're gonna fix the cops
We're gonna kill 'em dead
We're gonna burn 'em up
And then we'll go to fuckin' bed!
Yeah Yeah Yeah
And the sweet release
Of the hangman's rope
May be the burnin' outlaw's only hope
Ya burn the candle at both ends
Till the end of the day
Well, it's better to burn out
Than to fade the fuck away
So, if you wanna join us, dial 6-6-6
Spit on the Holy Bible and the crucifix
And fuckin' don't look back
'Cause you can never look back
We are the Bad, the Ugly
And the good Leftöver Crack
Credits
Writer(s): Ara Babajian
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