Bad Side of Town

Why do all the good people
Live on the bad side of town
And them bad folks on the good side
Always dragging me down

Watch them gather
Watch them gather all their gold
All them promises
All them promises that they were sold
To fill the emptiness they feel inside
But you can't take it with you when you die

Why do all the good people
Live on the bad side of town
And them bad folks on the good side
Always dragging me down

When I had nothing
I had nowhere to be
Just my people
My neighborhood and me
Cause we had everything we need
Cause the only real things in life are free

Why do all the good people
Live on the bad side of town
And them bad folks on the good side
Always dragging me down



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Hertel
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