Just a Little More Bad

My man, here, I tell ya, he's really going to town
With this pretty little thing, that he just found
He's telling tall tales; he's bending her ear
He's goin' all in; that's what she wants to hear
Now you might call that lying, or just the gift of gab
But at the end of the night, guess who's sharing a cab

I think he's onto something, that I wish I had
You don't have to be evil, just a little more bad

I went down to the bank, with all my money
They told me not to worry, wouldn't do nothing funny
A little while later, when I went back
That banker showed me a much smaller stack
Now you might call that stealing, or just the normal risk
But at the end of the day, oh, my money was his

I think they're onto something, to get what they had
They don't have to be evil, just a little more bad

My daddy told me, don't you tell people lies
But sometimes I wonder, is that always wise
See, these guys are ruthless; they go for the throat
When it's sink or swim, is that how you float
Now you might call that selfish, but a man's gotta get what's his
And when all's said and done, that's just the way it is

I think I'm onto something. Now, Daddy, don't you get mad
I don't want to be evil, just a little more bad
I don't have to be evil, just a little more bad